Cypress Boat Floating

Ye Jianqing's sudden fainting was both sudden and unusual.

Originally, it was said that it was just a fever and it would be fine once the fever went away. However, even though the fever had gone away, the person's body temperature began to gradually drop and the body began to feel cold. Lu Ci Qiu wrapped himself in several layers of quilts but it was of no use. Ye Jianqing was still shivering unconsciously, which made Lu Ci Qiu extremely anxious.

None of the imperial physicians who were called knew what was going on. The pulse was stable at the beginning, but became increasingly weak later on. The expressions of the imperial physicians were extremely serious. Seeing that the imperial physicians all said that they had no way, Lu Ci Qiu was so anxious that he almost grabbed them by the collars and forced them to save Ye Jianqing even at the cost of their lives.

It was already night when Lu Zhixing received the news. He immediately rushed over from the mansion. He saw that the Xianwang Mansion was brightly lit, and maids were running around with quilts in their arms. They even lit a brazier. Lu Zhixing frowned and walked in the direction where the maids were running.

Before entering Ye Jianqing's room, one could feel the raging heat just at the door. Lu Zhixing was sweating just standing there, and the maids were still constantly adding fuel to the fire basin.

He endured the heat and stepped into the house. The people in the house had already been scared away by the heat wave. There was no one left but Lu Ci Qiu, who was standing there stupidly. He was sweating all over, his face was burning red and he was almost fainting from the heat, but he was still wrapping Ye Jianqing in a quilt by the bed.

"Old Eight, what's going on?" Lu Zhixing called him.

"Second brother, second brother, please come and take a look. Please take a look at what happened to Qing'er." Hearing Lu Zhixing's voice, Lu Ci Qiu felt like he had found a savior. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he did not dare to leave Ye Jianqing's side.

Lu Zhixing walked to the bedside and saw that Ye Jianqing's face was pale, her lips were blue and purple, and she was shaking all over. Lu Zhixing reached out and touched her forehead but was frozen back.

I don’t know if it’s because of the heat wave, but this person looks extremely cold, just like the dead person.

"What is going on?" Lu Zhixing asked.

"I don't know either. After she came back from the theater, she got caught in the rain, so I asked her to take a hot bath. But while she was taking a bath, she fainted and fell into the water. She almost drowned." Lu Ci Qiu shook his head in confusion. He really knew nothing.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The imperial physician initially said that the patient had heatstroke caused by the earth's air, but the fever subsided and the patient started to feel cold. None of the imperial physicians knew what was going on." Lu Ci Qiu's voice was filled with tears as he spoke.

"How weird." Lu Zhixing frowned. How could someone get heatstroke and then start to cool down? Is this a complete contrast between ice and fire?

Lu Zhixing originally wanted to ask Lu Ci Qiu where he went today, but seeing how nervous he was, he knew he wouldn't get anything out of him. So the most important thing now was to save Ye Jianqing first.

But if even the imperial physicians at the Imperial Hospital can’t save him, who else can?

Ye Jianqing's body kept shaking, and the cold air kept coming out of her body. She felt like she had fallen into an ice cave. No matter whether Lu Ci Qiu wrapped her in a quilt or lit a brazier for her, it was useless. Ye Jianqing was still cold.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Preceptor has arrived." Huai Xi reported at the door.

"Please come in quickly." Lu Zhixing and Lu Ci Qiu looked at each other. The Imperial Master had not left the house for a long time. He actually came out of the house today. It might be related to Ye Jianqing.

The Imperial Master was dressed in a blue robe with an sage-like demeanor. When he walked, it seemed as if the hem of his robe would float up automatically. Everyone who saw the Imperial Master was impressed by him.

The Imperial Master hesitated as soon as he stepped into Ye Jianqing's room. He slowed down and finally took his foot back. Huai Xi, who was waiting outside the door, ordered, "Go, remove all the braziers."

"This..." Without the prince's order, Huai Xi did not dare to act rashly. After all, he knew how important Ye Jianqing was to Lu Ci Qiu.

"Retreat, I'll talk to the Eighth Prince."

"Yes."

Although the national teacher has not appeared in public for a long time, his prestige is still there. Huai Xi did not dare to refute, so he had to ask someone to go in quickly and move those braziers away.

As expected, Lu Ci Qiu drove the servant away as soon as he touched the first brazier.

Hearing Lu Ciqiu's shouting, the Imperial Master rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said in a voice that was neither loud nor soft enough to ensure that the people inside could hear, "Remove the brazier."

Lu Ci Qiu originally wanted to continue to stop them. In his eyes, the brazier could prolong Ye Jianqing's life and prevent her from turning into an ice cube so quickly. But others wanted to remove the brazier, which would be pushing Ye Jianqing to death.

Lu Ci Qiu looked with red eyes at Lu Zhixing who was controlling his movements. He thought that his second brother would always help him. He thought that at least after going through so much during this period of time, his second brother would no longer regard Ye Jianqing as a chess piece to be killed.

Why, why should we stop Ye Jianqing’s hope?

The braziers were taken out one after another, and the temperature in the room was gradually dropping. Ye Jianqing's temperature dropped even more as he left the brazier.

"Second brother, please, don't." Lu Ci Qiu hugged Ye Jianqing tightly. Even though there were several layers of quilts between them, Ye Jianqing's temperature could still be transmitted to his hands. His eyes were red and he spoke to Lu Zhixing in a hoarse voice.

He hoped that Lu Zhixing would not treat Ye Jianqing like this for his own sake.

"Second brother..."

Lu Zhixing turned his head. He didn't want to see Lu Ci Qiu lower himself to beg him like this, but he believed in the Imperial Master. The Imperial Master must have a way to save Ye Jianqing.

After all the braziers were taken away, the Imperial Master came in. Seeing him come in, Lu Ci Qiu glared at him with resentment. In his eyes, the Imperial Master was here to take Ye Jianqing's life.

"Eighth Prince, there is no need to do this. I am here to save this little girl." The Imperial Master did not take Lu Ci Qiu's little trick seriously. He walked straight to the bed and reached out to check her temperature.

"Where are the Buddhist beads?" asked the national teacher.

"What kind of Buddhist beads?"

"The Buddhist beads I made for you."

Buddhist beads.....

Lu Ci Qiu thought about it and it seemed that he did not see the Buddhist beads in Ye Jianqing's hand.

"Yuqin, Yuqin." He could only ask Yuqin who had been serving Ye Jianqing. Thinking of this, he loudly called Yuqin to come over.

"Your Highness." After the brazier was taken away, Yuqin stayed at the door. When she heard Lu Ci Qiu calling her, she rushed into the inner room.

"Where are the girl's Buddhist beads?"

"Buddhist beads..." Yuqin was confused by the question, but suddenly she reacted, ran to the dressing table, opened a small cabinet, and the Buddhist beads were placed right in the cabinet.

"Here, girls take off the beads before bathing every time, saying that they are afraid that the beads will be damaged if they come into contact with water." Yuqin said as she handed the beads to Lu Ci Qiu with both hands.

Lu Ci Qiu was about to take the Buddhist beads but he didn't expect that the National Master took them first. The National Master grabbed the Buddhist beads, took Ye Jianqing's hand out, and put it directly on his wrist.

It’s strange to say, but my body temperature, which was originally very cold, actually warmed up a little after I put on the Buddhist beads.

"I asked for this bead from the Buddha. I must carry it with me at all times. Her fate is strange and someone wants to kill her. I originally thought that this bead could save her life, but I didn't expect that I was careless for a moment." The national teacher sighed, "But it's not too late now."

Lu Ci Qiu stared at the Imperial Master's operation in a daze, unable to react for a moment. But Lu Zhixing was online the whole time, perhaps he had seen too many operations of the Imperial Master.

"So someone is trying to steal her life now?" Lu Zhixing frowned. As a prince, he should not believe such words, but the imperial master would not lie.

The Imperial Master nodded: "Yes. She is very tenacious, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to drag me here."

"Well, well, how is she now?" Lu Ci Qiu finally caught up with their topic. He wiped the tears from his face and asked the Imperial Master, now Ye Jianqing's body temperature is slowly returning to normal, does that mean she is fine?

"If you don't take these quilts away, she will probably die of heat." The imperial teacher's lips curled up slightly. The girl's body temperature had already begun to return to normal, but the Eighth Prince still covered her with so many quilts.

After being reminded by the Imperial Master, Lu Ci Qiu hurriedly removed the quilts covering Ye Jianqing one by one, leaving only her own thin quilt.

"Who wants to steal her life?" Lu Zhixing was still puzzled. Ye Jianqing was just a girl, and her horoscope was not very powerful. Why would someone want to steal her life?

"I just said that her fate is very special. In fact, not only her, but also the Eighth Prince's. The two of their fates are intertwined. This man is now using this evil technique to steal the life of this little girl. I'm afraid he has already found out. I'm afraid he won't give up and will steal the Eighth Prince's life as well." The National Master's expression was not relaxed. He had never seen the fate of these two people before. There are so many strange people and things in the folk. The person who could predict the fate of these two people must have a high level of skill.

Hearing what the National Master said, Lu Ci Qiu couldn't help but think of the rebirth of himself and Ye Jianqing. He closed his lips tightly and didn't dare to speak for a moment. He was afraid that if he said too much, he would make more mistakes. If he said something he shouldn't say, it would be terrible.

But he was still worried about Ye Jianqing and wanted to know how she was doing now. "What about Qing'er now?"

"The Buddhist beads can help her resist the invasion of evil magic. She is very tenacious and has persisted for so long. Let me lend her a hand." The national teacher said, stretching out his hand and biting his index finger.

Blood gushed out, and the Imperial Master acted in a flash. The moment his finger touched blood, it was reflected on the center of Ye Jianqing's forehead. Then he took out a Sanqing Bell from his sleeve.

Ring the bell and chant the missing person spell.

Ye Jianqing, Ye Jianqing, follow my voice and come back.

Come back.

Come back.

Come back.

Come back.

Come back.

The Sanqing Bell had been swinging above Ye Jianqing's forehead. With each ring of the bell, Ye Jianqing moved. After the bell rang ten times, Ye Jianqing twitched all over and then returned to calm.

The Imperial Master put away the Sanqing Bell and reached out to feel Ye Jianqing's pulse.

"The person is back." The national teacher breathed a sigh of relief.

“Don’t wipe the blood on your forehead. Wait three days before wiping it. Keep it to yourself during this period and don’t take away the Buddhist beads.” After giving the instructions, the Imperial Master raised his foot and prepared to leave.

"Thank you, Imperial Master."