After finally paying homage from beginning to end, the Taoist priest who had originally promised to treat Li Lan if he was destined to do so said to An Che, "The fate has not yet arrived."
"Immortal, Immortal, Lan'er's body can't be dragged down. If the Immortal has any request, as long as An can do it, he will naturally meet the Immortal's request."
An Che had no choice. Most doctors said there was nothing they could do. It was not like the third prince had not looked for the imperial doctor in the palace to treat his daughter, but they were all helpless.
If this last opportunity is not seized, what will happen to Lan'er in the future?
"Chief Immortal, Chief Immortal..." He lifted up his robe and was about to kneel on the ground, not caring about anything else for the sake of his daughter An Che.
The man opposite couldn't bear the kneeling, so he quickly helped An Che up before his knees touched the ground, "Donor An, please get up quickly."
"Donor An's love for his daughter can be seen from heaven and earth, but the fate has not come yet, and no one can do anything about it."
At this time, Mrs. An's eyes were filled with tears. The third prince comforted her, "Master An, Mrs. An, please don't be too anxious. This fate is indeed as the immortal said, it is something you can only hope for."
"If there is really no other way, there is an imperial doctor in the palace who was once an immortal from a Taoist temple in the south. I can think of more ways."
But the An family couple didn't know that if the third prince could really invite that person here easily, or if there was really any way, they would have thought about it for An Lan a long time ago, so it would be his turn to come to Evian Temple to beg for help. ?
"Hey... I see you are sincere, but this fate cannot be easily controlled."
"Donor An is like this, no one can bear it now."
The so-called Taoist priest seemed to have no choice but to shake his head, put his hands behind his back, and went to the hall in the distance, leaving only one sentence: "Yin, yin, and yang are mixed together in one place, and of course it will make the gods feel chaotic."
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is filled with dragon energy, which is not an ordinary positive energy. If you are really serious about it, just ask the two female donors to come!"
When I came out of Evian to watch, the sky was dim, the bright moon was colorless, the stars were hidden, and the birds that came home late at night were chirping about the desolation of the suburbs of Beijing.
The dead trees that were struck by lightning did not regenerate, and the rain fell and dust flew up. The four people, including the third prince, had no choice but to find an inn nearby to stay.
I guess business is booming, and since land in Jingzhao City is very expensive, even the simplest room in the inn is not cheap.
The already depressed heart, accompanied by the dim light, made people even more confused.
"Master An, Mrs. An, maybe I delayed A Lan's medical treatment this time." The third prince felt a little guilty. An Lan's body was already very weak, and then he walked all the way from Jingzhao City to the outskirts of the city...
Li Lan fell asleep as soon as he arrived at the inn. I also planned to carefully think about what was wrong with Evian Temple today, but my body was already exhausted. If it weren't for the few talismans on my body, I would have passed out before I found the inn. .
"How can you blame His Highness the Third Prince?" Mrs. An lowered her eyes and sighed, "It's Lan'er's destiny. We went to see the Taoist priest when Lan'er was born. Lan'er was destined to have many disasters, and it's already a blessing to be alive until now. not easy."
"Alan will be fine."
"I heard that being close to the dragon's energy can change your destiny. If Mr. An and Mrs. An are willing, they can send A-Lan to the palace. Before we get married, it might be better if A-Lan and my sister live together. .”
When An Lan often went to the palace with her grandfather when she was a child, she did not suffer any serious illness, and An Che and his wife felt a sense of sadness.
"Master An, Mrs. An, I asked you earlier today. A-Lan is destined to have many lucky stars, and he will definitely be fine in the future."
The cotton thread in the heart of the candle burned slowly. She bent her head to prevent the candle light from being so bright. Mrs. An stood up and picked the wick, and the room suddenly became a little brighter.
