Chapter 125 Qing Leng Buddha falls in love with me 20

Su Ziqing took his hand away from the host, knelt on the ground, folded his hands in front of his forehead, and bowed heavily to the host.

The host looked at him kindly.

"Now that you are back, please stay with me for a few more days. If you leave, I'm afraid there will be one less person to compile Buddhist scriptures in the future."

"Then I will sort out the remaining Buddhist scriptures for the host and then leave."

"This is such a good thing."

The host said with a slight smile and a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Make me a cup of tea. I really missed your craftsmanship these days when you were gone..."

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"your Highness!"

The palace people on the side watched Chi Yao coughing more and more violently, and even... coughed up blood!

The maids hurriedly called the imperial doctor and looked at Chi Yao, who was still coughing, with worried faces.

Her handkerchief was covered with bright red blood stains, which looked particularly dazzling on the white handkerchief.

Chi Yao waved slightly with a pale face, and said in a weak tone: "It's okay, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she fell weakly to one side.

Fortunately, the palace maids looked at her warily and paid attention to her movements at all times, so the moment she fell, she was caught by the palace people.

When Chi Yao woke up again, she opened her hazy eyes slightly and looked at the palace, which was usually empty, filled with palaces and doctors.

Before she could react, her eyes were filled with bright yellow.

The emperor looked at her with worry.

"Yao Yao, how do you feel now?"

"Brother Royal?"

Chi Yao struggled to get up and salute, but was stopped by the emperor.

"You are not feeling well right now, so you can skip these false gifts!"

Chi Yao didn't pretend to be reserved, and followed his words and lay down again.

"Brother Huang, your body is feeling better now."

The emperor turned his head to look at the imperial physician who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a low tone without any emotion or anger: "Explain to me the princess's current physical condition!"

The doctors looked at each other and wiped the sweat from their faces. Finally, an older doctor took a step forward.

"The princess was thinking too much and was depressed in the palace. She may also have been exposed to a cold wind. Some coughs caused by wind and cold worsened. The interaction of the two caused Her Royal Highness to vomit blood."

The emperor listened to the imperial doctor's answer with a thoughtful look on his face, and said with no expression in his eyes: "In your opinion, how to treat it?"

"This...is the knot in Her Highness's heart. Her Highness needs to relax her mentality before she can change it."

The emperor turned back to look at Chi Yao, with a hint of tenderness on his face.

"How about Yaoyao moving out of the palace and I build a princess mansion for you outside the palace?"

Chi Yao shook his head slightly and said softly: "Thank you, brother, for your kindness. It's just that there is some noise outside the palace..."

"I didn't expect that your heart wouldn't be able to bear the noise."

Suddenly, the palace fell into silence.

The Queen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Why don't you put Her Royal Highness in Baolan Temple to recuperate?"

"First of all, Baolan Temple is a place of spiritual practice. No one dares to make any noise. It is a place of tranquility."

"Secondly, the princess has stayed at Baolan Temple, so she is naturally familiar with the people and places there. Maybe it can also relieve the princess's knot."

The emperor listened to the queen's suggestion, nodded slightly and said nothing, just thinking silently.

He looked at Chi Yao who was lying on the bed. Her face was pale and weak, which made him feel sorry for his only biological sister.