Datang broom star

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She stood there, wiping her long hair with a hand towel, thinking.

On the way back, she easily avoided two waves of inspections, and she was even more agile when climbing over the wall.

At home, Fan Ying had already returned.

Fan Ying was not surprised that she went out, she sat by the brazier and sighed: "Today it is said that the prince was assassinated in the palace, hey! God has no eyes for such a kind prince."

He glanced at his disciple.

Those deep eyes were calm and unwavering.

"God has eyes."

……

Jia Pingan didn't keep a straight face, even at home.

Only the two pillow people know his sadness.

He tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep.The appetite drops sharply when eating...

"On the battlefield, I am the one who is decisive, but when facing someone I care about, I can't do it."

Jia Pingan said this to his wife.

Wei Wushuang and Su Ho naturally understood.

Gao Yang has already entered the palace twice.

"The prince still hasn't woken up."

"The medical officer is trying to find a way to feed him."

Hard!

Xincheng was rather anxious. While entering the palace frequently, he prayed devoutly at home.

Jia Ping'an's heart moved slightly, and he went to Da Ci'en Temple.

As the years passed, Xuanzang, who once longed to escape from Chang'an, calmly seemed to have transcended this world, but at the same time seemed to blend into it.

"Mage."

In the quiet room, Jia Pingan said: "The prince is seriously injured, and I am anxious about it."

"What are you worried about?" Xuanzang poured him a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Are you worried about the Tang Dynasty, or the prince?"

"It's both, but I think it's more of an anxious prince."

Over the years, he has long regarded that child as his own. Now that the child is lying on the bed uncertain of life or death, how can he not be anxious.

"What did you come to seek? Prayer?"

Xuanzang said: "Life is suffering, so it is said that life is suffering. Emperors suffer, ordinary people suffer. To you, the prince's assassination is like losing a loved one. Sad worry, but to others, it is like a landslide. Shock like a crack, and some people will be happy...rejoicing, this is human. Why are you worried? Go face it."

Jia Pingan bowed his head, "Thank you Master."

Xuanzang smiled, "The first time I saw you back then, you looked rebellious and unscrupulous. Today, that rebellious young man has disappeared, and there is only a famous general of the Tang Dynasty who is rolling in the world of mortals. Let it all go?"

Jia Pingan raised his head, "I will never let it go."

……

Jia Pingan entered the palace again.

"how?"

The emperor and empress had no intention of governing the government, and they were all guarding the prince.

Wang Zhongliang shook his head.

Jia Pingan was sober at the moment, "Have you ever had a fever?"

The doctor said: "I have never had a fever, so I feel that there is great hope."

Empress Wu looked at Jia Pingan, "Why?"

Jia Pingan said: "The most feared thing about trauma is infection. After infection, the wound will become red, swollen and suppurated. This is the human body's defense against the invasion of germs. But if there is no external help, such as medicinal materials, it can only be left to fate. Once the wound deteriorates, people will There tends to be a high fever ... the absence of a fever is a good sign."

He prayed devoutly for the first time.

May the gods and Buddhas protect this child!

When everyone saw his clasped hands, they couldn't help sighing slightly.

The empress entrusted a lot to the crown prince, and so did Jia Pingan. His teachings over the years are waiting to bear fruit, but now the crown prince is unconscious.

The doctor was startled suddenly, then stared at the prince's finger.

Everyone's eyes moved slowly.

The prince moved his finger.

"Prince!"

"Your Highness!"

"Goro!"

The hall was in a mess.

Li Hong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the crowd blankly.

At this moment his mind went blank.

who am I?

where am I?

Then everything rushed into my mind.