Hearing the words of the imperial doctor, Cui Xian couldn't help frowning, glanced at the woman on the bed, and muttered, "Is it really hopeless?"

"With the villain's medical skills, it is indeed weak, but," the imperial doctor said here and paused, glanced at Cui Xian a little mysteriously, and continued: "If you ask the national teacher to help, maybe there is a glimmer of hope." ”

"National teacher. Cui Xian read a sentence, his brows furrowed, the national teacher is a great god, how can he be easily invited?

"I know it, you can step down. Cui Xian waved his hand a little irritably, and the imperial doctor hurriedly left.

The woman in the bed frowned even in her sleep, as if she had a thousand troubles.

Cui Xian glanced at it a few times and left in all directions, and after Cui Xian left, a figure appeared in the room.

Standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the distress on the face of the woman lying on the bed, he walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and grabbed one of the woman's hands, and soft spiritual power poured into his body along her hand.

The dying woman on the bed was none other than Su Qingqing, who was teleported to the Vermilion Bird Kingdom Palace by an undirected teleportation scroll.

When she expected that she would have a catastrophe, Su Qingqing was prepared, and it was obviously impossible to escape, so she prepared a fake death pill, but she didn't think that a fake death pill could fool those people, so the palm she slapped herself was unambiguous, almost just one breath.

The energy slowly repaired Su Qingqing's body, Su Qingqing coughed violently, and shouted "child, child······"

"Our kids are fine, don't worry. Ye Mingtian stretched out his hand and touched Su Qingqing's face, Su Qingqing seemed to feel it, and the whole person calmed down, one hand subconsciously held Ye Mingtian tightly, and the frowning brows also relaxed.

Su Qingqing had a dream, there was a man taking care of her by her window, she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but she felt very kind, that sense of familiarity was imprinted in her bones, which made her whole person relaxed.

During this period of time, she was so tired, so tired, really tired.

Seeing Su Qingqing sleeping soundly, Ye Mingtian breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, leaving a divine sense and then disappearing.

There are some calamities that he can't replace, so he can only be ruthless.

Leaving the courtyard, Cui Xian hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to try his luck, maybe the national teacher would help him with this if he was in a good mood.

The national teacher has been in the Suzaku country for a hundred years, according to legend, there was a monster attacking the Suzaku country, the national teacher killed the monster with his own strength, the Suzaku country in order to thank the national teacher, so promised the national teacher to worship five hundred years of incense, naturally these five hundred years of the national teacher also need to protect the safety of the Suzaku country.

Cui Xian has only met the national teacher a few times, and the one in his memory is a gray-haired old man, and it seems that the wind can blow him away, but it is really difficult to associate with the hero who saved the Suzaku country from fire and water.

The status of the national teacher in the Suzaku country is extremely high, and a single pavilion in the palace is several times more luxurious than the entire palace, and the height is the same, and you can see the high-rise building that seems to be in the air from a distance.

Cui Xian respectfully handed over the name card, and told the boy of the national teacher about his intentions, the little boy glanced at Cui Xian arrogantly, took his name card and walked in, not looking at him as the second prince at all, Cui Xian was a little annoyed, but helpless, even if there is a request for others, it is understandable to lower his posture.