Terminally Ill ...... Lin Yiren smiled abruptly, "As long as she can eat something, as for the cold disease in her body, let's talk about it when I return to the Xuan Palace." ”

Nie Linggu opened the porcelain bottle, poured the pill into the empty lamp on the desk, and sniffed at the end of his nose, "Could this girl be the person the prince asked in the Luo Yu Pavilion?"

"Yes. "Lin Yi is humane.

Nie Linggu handed the cup to Shan, "Take half of the red pill and half of the black pill, melt it in warm water, and give it to this girl." ”

"The prince and Mr. Nie talk slowly, and the poor monk will come when he goes. Lishan took the cup and left in a hurry.

"How could Mr. Nie come here by such a coincidence?" Lin Yi felt a little calmer in his heart.

"This trip is not a coincidence," Nie Linggu took out a pack of silver needles and spread them on the case, "Xin Meng learned that Yifan was in turmoil, and he was always worried about the safety of the prince, when the emperor entered the city, the prince's car did not appear, so Xin Meng asked me to try my luck, saying that I might be able to wait for the prince here." ”

"Ruan Bei has a heart. The corners of Lin Yiren's lips hooked slightly.

"I heard that Shen Yunpeng showed his edge at the martial arts competition this time, which is quite eye-catching, I don't know if there is such a thing?" Nie Ling picked up two silver needles and walked to the bed, and slowly pierced Gu Xiaofan's forehead and behind his ears.

"Shen Yunpeng's kung fu has improved rapidly in more than ten days, which is indeed not to be underestimated. Lin Yiren seemed to suddenly remember something, "The last time Mr. Nie came back from Xiling Palace, he said that Shen Yunpeng's meridians were damaged and his rash practice, if he really suffered from the power of repulsion repeatedly because of his cultivation of divine skills, what would happen in the future?"

"Either the meridians burst and die, or give up all your skills and become a mortal man with no power to restrain the chicken, unless you ......" Nie Linggu's tone was slightly softened and thoughtful.

"Unless what?"

"Unless he stops practicing this kung fu immediately, or if something outside intervenes that can make him break through the backlash, reshape the meridians, and heal the acute pain of the heart. Nie Linggu said and picked up a few silver needles and inserted them one by one into Gu Xiaofan's wrist and everywhere in the person.

"Foreign objects......" Lin Yiren muttered.

"Lord Wang," Liao Shan carried a small bowl of soup and medicine, and brought a plainly dressed woman into the house, "This is the aunt who sews and mends the monks in the temple, so let her feed the soup." ”

"In another half an hour, wait for her to get the needle before taking the medicine. "Lin Yi is humane.

"Yes. Li Shan was about to take the woman away, but was stopped by Nie Linggu, "You can give her medicine now." As he spoke, he quickly pulled out the few silver needles that had been pierced before.

"What does Mr. Nie mean by this?" Lin Yiren was puzzled.

"Ordinary people can stay for half an hour, but she absolutely can't stand it. "Nie Ling said alone.

Lin Yiren's expression changed suddenly...... From the silver needle into the body to the pull-out, it is just a few words...... I can't stand it, and I can't stand it...... "Can Nie take a step to talk to the prince." Nie Ling's lonely eyes shimmered.

"Mr. Nie, please. Lin Yi's heart sank, and he walked towards the door.

The courtyard of Yuzen Temple is not big, the apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray roof, there are a few small trees planted in the courtyard, and the yellow leaves of the branches are about to fall.

"What Mr. Nie said, but it has something to do with the small fan?" Lin Yiren stood under the eaves of the porch, but listened carefully to the movement in the room.

"Why can't you feed it......" whispered a woman from inside the house.

Lin Yiren's eyes were gloomy.

"That's right," Nie Linggu looked away from Lin Yiren, "I'm afraid this girl won't live for more than a year, and the prince still needs some preparation in his heart." ”

"A year?" Lin Yiren's pupils suddenly constricted.

"She has congenital deposits of poison in her body, and she is a person who never takes a long time off, and it seems that she has encountered things that shocked her mind and hurt her internal organs, even if she survives for a year, she will never survive for two years. Nie Ling said in a deep voice.

Something that shocks his mind and hurts his guts...... Many years ago, it was Yan Zhiyang, and many years later, it was Ye Fusheng...... All this shortened her life to a year!

Lin Yiren only felt that his blood was getting cold, "What if there is a bone fairy grass?"

"Bone Immortal Grass?" Nie Ling's lonely eyebrows frowned slightly, "The prince actually plans to venture into the Nine Xuan Caves for this woman?"

Lin Yiren pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Bone fairy grass, purple stems, white flowers, thirty years of grass fruits, can bring the dead back to life, rejuvenate and rejuvenate, and have miraculous effects in martial arts......" Nie Linggu looked at the floating clouds in the sky and sighed long, "This is just a last word left by the medical saint Hui Jiaxian before his death twenty years ago, although it makes people think about it, but how can there really be any medicine in the world to revive the dead." ”

Lin Yiren's fingers gradually turned white, Nie Linggu's words seemed to cut off his only hope, she only had one year left to live, and he could only watch her die.

"It's all vomited......," the woman's lamentation, pricked the last nerves of the Linyi.

The person who caused this disaster was his mother Gu Liuying, and Yanxu's mother Ji Lanxian, why, all the mistakes were punished on her, why, he couldn't do anything!

Lin Yiren resolutely turned back to the house, picked up Gu Xiaofan, and walked towards the house where the monks of the temple chanted sutras and worshiped the Buddha.

"The prince ......" Shanshan was secretly a little surprised, the person in front of him had always been personable and gentle as jade, why did he suddenly have a bone-chilling coldness, which made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Half a day, more than a day, and she'll wake up. Nie Ling said to Lin Yiren's back.

It's just that he can't bear to talk about what happened after waking up.

Pushing open the niche where the Buddha statue was placed, turning the small wooden vase behind the niche and tapping a few times on the wall where the curtain was hanging, a narrow door opened silently.

Lin Yiren took out a small night pearl from his waist, and walked into the dark passage through the faint light of the fireflies, the narrow steps, turning around, this familiar passage, today seems to be extraordinarily long.

At that time, he asked Shan to send someone to find out the details of Yan Zhiyang's wife, and asked him to inquire about Gu Xiaofan's life experience.

The old feud twenty years ago, the bloody case sixteen years ago, Lin Yiren, Yanxu, and Gu Xiaofan seemed to be involved and swallowed up in a whirlpool that was destined to be inescapable.

Without the old relationship between his mother and Ye Fusheng, there would be no poison of Ze Qisang in An Cai's clothes; Without Emperor Huan instructing Jing Cangtan to chase and kill Ji Yanbo, there would be no bloody Yilanmen tragedy; without all this, Gu Xiaofan would not have been cold and poisonous since childhood, Yan Zhiyang would not have died at the hands of Ye Fusheng, Yan Xu would not have vowed to kill Ye Fusheng, and Gu Xiaofan would not have only one year left.

However, if there really was no such thing, Gu Liuying would not have come to Xiao'an with Emperor Huan, and the Lin Yi people would not have been born at all.

Going around and around, life is like a step in the dark, guiding a certain direction in the dark, and like a boat in the sea that has lost its oars, destined to go with the flow.