Just now, when they saw the prince coming back safe and sound, Gao Yao and the others thought that he didn’t think too much and didn’t get angry.
As a result, when I took a closer look, I found that Beichen Yuan’s eyes were clearly bloodshot and his face was slightly pale.
Beichen Yuan nodded indifferently and said “hmm”.
Although he was calm now, his body would always show some symptoms after each attack, so it was normal for Gao Yao to discover them.
Gao Yao and the others were so shocked that their eyes widened, “So fast?!”
“How long has it been? Your attack lasted so short this time?”
Gao Yao’s voice sounded somewhat delighted.
It’s not that they are making a fuss, but the shortest time that Beichen Yuan spent from the onset of the disease to waking up was three hours.
The longest time lasted a whole day and night.
And how long has it been today?
I’m afraid it may not even take an hour?
Gao Yao didn’t know what he was thinking of, and couldn’t help but say happily: “Could it be that the medicine that Doctor Lin prescribed for you has finally taken effect?”
“Probably not.”
Beichen Yuan thought about it for a moment, then shook his head in denial.
He actually knew very well whether the medicine worked or not.
He has been taking the medicine prescribed by Mr. Lin for nearly half a year. If it really worked, the results would have been more or less seen a long time ago.
But it won’t be like today, where he recovers all of a sudden.
Beichen Yuan suddenly paused, and the light and melodious voice of the girl chanting scriptures inexplicably echoed in his mind.
If there was any effect, perhaps, probably, it was because the scriptures that the little girl recited were a little different?
After Beichen Yuan returned to Beijing, he came to Jinnan Temple several times.
Every time when he was about to fall ill, he would come to the abbot of Jinnan Temple to chant some purification sutras for him, and of course he also donated a lot of incense money.
It was the same this time, but before the abbot could finish reading, he rushed out on the verge of losing control because of an unbearable headache.
By the time he came to his senses, he was already at the stream in the back mountain, and then he met Wen Si.
Thinking of Wen Si, Beichen Yuan subconsciously asked, “Has the medical book that I asked Lin Shaoyu to find for me been delivered?”
Gao Yao scratched his head, not knowing why the prince suddenly asked this. “It’s in the capital, and was delivered yesterday afternoon.”
“Okay, let’s go back then.”
“You’re going back now? Your Majesty, you don’t want the abbot to recite a prayer for you again?”
Didn’t we have to recite it eight or ten times in the past?
Beichen Yuan turned and left, “No need.”
I’ve recited it so many times but there’s no effect. I’m even worse than a little girl who just became a nun.
Or should we go find that little girl and read to him from now on?
Let her owe him more favors, and go to her every time she owes him a favor.
The problem is that Shuiyue Temple is a nunnery.
It would be inappropriate for a grown man like him to go there often.
We need to find a way to solve this problem.
Beichen Yuan was walking and thinking, and soon an idea flashed through his mind.
His sword-like eyebrows raised, and an ambiguous smile appeared on that handsome face.
Early the next morning.
Beichen Yuan brought the medical book and went straight to Shuiyue Temple.
The gate of Shuiyue Temple is still closed today.
Beichen Yuan knocked on the door patiently again and again, until the fifth time, there was finally movement from inside.
“Shuiyue Temple needs to prepare a ceremony for the Saint to pray for the country, so it will be closed for a month. If you want to pay your respects, please come back later.”
Beichen Yuan said, “Master, please stay. I am not here to pay my respects, but I have been ordered to come and supervise the preparations for the Saint to pray for the country.”
When the people inside heard this, they asked, “But His Royal Highness the Regent?”
“yes.”
The door of Shuiyue Temple was finally opened.
Beichen Yuan was previously ordered to escort Wen Si to become a nun, and all the masters and junior masters in Shuiyue Temple knew about it.
So the nun who opened the door naturally did not doubt Beichen Yuan’s words.
But even if she suspected, Beichen Yuan was indeed not lying.
Because he had already gone to the palace yesterday to ask for permission and took the initiative to offer to supervise and be responsible for this prayer ceremony.
Although the young emperor found it a little strange, he still agreed to his uncle’s sudden and inexplicable request.
So now Beichen Yuan can really be said to be following orders.
“Junior Sister Wuyou is still in the main hall doing morning prayers with Master Mochou. Your Highness, please wait outside the hall for a while.”
This wait lasted for half an hour.
It was the first time that Beichen Yuan had waited for someone for so long.
So when Wen Si followed Master Mochou out, she saw at a glance a man leaning against a pillar with a drowsy look on his face.
Wen Si: “…”
No, you came so early?
Master Mochou also saw Beichen Yuan and frowned slightly.
Wen Si quickly explained to her: “His Royal Highness the Regent Prince is here to give me some medical books. I asked him to bring me two medical books before.”
Master Mochou looked at her in surprise and asked, “You want to study medicine?”
Wen Si made up an excuse: “After doing morning prayers in the mountains, I have a lot of free time every day. I’m just sitting there doing nothing, so I want to read some medical books.”
“Have you ever learned this before?”
Master Mochou asked again.
Wen Si shook her head embarrassedly, “I haven’t learned it.”
Hearing her say this, Master Mochou thought that she was just interested for a moment, and after a barely perceptible look of disappointment flashed across her eyes, she quickly returned to normal.
“Well, you can watch it if you want, but…”
Master Mochou glanced at Beichen Yuan and said, “Don’t get too close to this person.”
Wen Si said obediently: “I know, Master. I am a monk now, and I don’t have any other thoughts.”
After Wen Si became a nun, she became a disciple of Mochou, so now she is also a disciple of Master Mochou and the youngest sister in Shuiyue Temple.
Mochou paused.
She wanted to explain something, but after opening her mouth, she only said one sentence in the end: “It’s good that you know it in your heart.”
After Master Mochou left, Wen Si turned and looked at Beichen Yuan.
Only then did she realize that someone had opened his eyes at some point and was looking straight at her.
Wen Si felt inexplicably pressured by his gaze.
She walked over reluctantly, “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, Your Highness.”
Beichen Yuan glanced at her quietly, she had indeed been waiting for a long time.
However, they had not agreed on a time for today, so Beichen Yuan didn’t say anything.
He handed her all the medical books in his hand and said, “Take a look, but this kind?”
Wen Si took the medical book and asked in surprise, “You brought so many books?”
Beichen Yuan brought five medical books.
Moreover, each book contains various annotations, which can be seen as other people’s medical notes.
There was also a complete book of medicinal materials, which was exactly the kind that Wen Si wanted the most.
She flipped through it with surprise, then carefully put it away. Feeling happy, she took the initiative to ask someone, “I have received the medical book. Didn’t His Royal Highness the Regent ask yesterday if there was anything he could help me with? Please tell me.”
Beichen Yuan stared at her with his eyes downcast, and curled his lips, “There is something I need your help with. If you are not busy now, how about going to the back mountain with me?”
