Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Master Kunku opened the door and looked out at the Dasheng Palace: "I hope it won't affect the fate of the Dasheng Dynasty."

Master Zhiyan stumbled down the Samsara Tower, nearly dying. Master Buyu ran into Master Zhiyan on the way. Seeing his brother's miserable state, he was startled. "Brother, what are you in such a hurry to do?"

Master Zhiyan gasped, "Quick! Come with me to see Master! Junior brother, that noble sister you like—something happened!"

The Buddhist beads in Master Buyu's hand slipped and fell to the ground. The knot was loose and the beads rolled all over the floor. "How could this happen? I just returned to the temple two days ago!"

The two rushed to Master Kuan's meditation room. Master Kuan had already pushed open the door and came out. He said bluntly, "Master, I saw a big fire in the palace from the top of the Samsara Tower. A fire in the middle of the night is definitely an ominous sign. Master - it's that noble person in the palace!"

Master Ku Ku sighed inwardly, hoping that this disaster would not continue: "Let's go! Follow me into the palace!"

In the Qianzheng Hall, Emperor Shenwu held Lan Qingwu's hand tightly and refused to let go. Since this was a fateful calamity of life and death, and it was the advice of Master Zhiyan from the Guoan Temple, then...

Emperor Shenwu's mind raced, and he immediately gave the order: "Li Xiang, have Wei Yanting rush to Guo'an Temple and invite Master Zhiyan, the disciple of Master Kunku, to come! Immediately! Immediately!"

Lan Qingwu floated lightly into the air. She looked around blankly and saw Ruhan Ruping crying sadly, and the busy palace maids. She looked again and saw Emperor Shenwu refusing to let go of her hand, stubbornly and panickingly guarding another self. Lan Qingwu looked at her in surprise. Yes, that was herself lying unconscious on the bed, and was the one in the air at this moment also herself?

Was it her own soul? Lan Qingwu wanted to reach out and touch the Shenwu Emperor, but a ball of white light suddenly appeared behind her and enveloped her, and Lan Qingwu disappeared instantly.

In Prince Ding's mansion, Prince Ding received the imperial edict and hurriedly prepared to enter the palace. Princess Ding helped Prince Ding dress. Prince Ding instructed Princess Ding: "Something big must have happened in the palace. You stay in the mansion well. I will have the servant report back to you if there is any news."

Princess Ding nodded in agreement and nervously escorted Prince Ding out of the mansion.

It was unknown how long it had been before Wei Yanting brought Master Kunyan and his two disciples into the palace. On the way, he met Master Kunyan who was also heading to the palace. He stuffed the three of them into the carriage and rushed towards the palace.

Master Kunkui and his two disciples walked through the deep palace at night and entered the Qianzheng Hall unimpeded.

Master Kunlun met Emperor Shenwu in the main hall's bedroom. The emperor of the Dasheng Dynasty was tightly guarding his bed, refusing to move an inch. The emperor's expression was gloomy and stubborn. "Master Kunlun, has your eldest disciple arrived?"

"Amitabha! I am honored to meet Your Majesty!" Without waiting for Emperor Shenwu to speak, Master Zhiyan stood up and started to check the bedroom.

Master Kun Ku hurriedly bowed and said, "Amitabha! Your Majesty, please don't be offended. Please allow me to take a look at you."

The Divine Martial Emperor waved his hand, and Master Kunku walked to the bedside and looked at Lan Qingwu. With just one glance, his heart skipped a beat. "Amitabha! Your Majesty, your soul has left your body. If it doesn't return within seven days, it will... gradually weaken, and its heart and veins will completely disappear. At that time, both body and soul will be destroyed!"

The Emperor Shenwu's expression was horribly gloomy. "What did your disciple say?"

After searching the bedroom, Master Zhiyan's face was solemn. "Your Majesty, there are no souls or spirits left in this room. I believe that the noble man has returned to the other world as he wished."

"nonsense!"

Emperor Shenwu angrily said, "Her family, the people she cares about and her friends are here, and I am here! How could she leave on her own accord?"

"Every word I said is true..."

"Speak frankly! Last time you gave such random advice, it was like a curse! Now that Concubine Yi is in trouble, do you admit your guilt?"

Master Ku Ku looked at the furious emperor and quietly stood in front of Master Zhi Yan. "Your Majesty, I can chant sutras and pray for you in the side hall to summon your soul."

"Okay! If Concubine Yi doesn't get better in seven days, I want him buried with me!"

Master Bu Yu, who had been silent since entering the Qianzheng Hall, suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I once saw a scroll of imperial records in the Suowu Palace. It detailed the life of the founding empress, Empress Zhaoyan. There's also another thing. In the middle of summer, at the Miaoling Palace, you told me that you saw a path on the Ruyi Terrace. I think if your soul were to return, it would be along this path."

Emperor Shenwu suddenly realized: Is there really another world? Lan Qingwu had mentioned this to Master Buyu. Then why? Why would Lan Qingwu abandon everything here and leave?

The strength of the Emperor Shenwu seemed to be drained away. "Everyone, get out! Get out!"

The Shenwu Emperor was the only one left in the bedroom. He stroked Lan Qingwu's snow-white cheek and murmured, "Ruoruo, where are you going? Where do you want to go? Don't you want to stay by my side? Where does your soul want to go?"

In the side hall, Prince Ding, who arrived a moment late, looked at the others and said, "Can anyone tell me how things could have suddenly turned out like this?"

Ru Ping, Ru Han, and Li Xiang just glanced at each other. Li Xiang said, "It was Commoner Shen who set fire to the prayer platform. The Empress was frightened."

Prince Ding then looked at Zhao Wubing and Nie Wushuang in the hall. Nie Wushuang glanced at his master and said, "Your Highness, when I examined the Majesty's pulse, it was initially just a state of shock. However, within a short moment, she fell into a coma, her mind weakened, and her pulse was almost non-existent. I have never seen such a symptom before."

Master Zhiyan said directly, "You are a doctor, of course you have never seen this. Your Excellency has been weak since childhood, and his soul was not complete. This time he suffered a great shock, and due to special reasons, his soul has left his body. In a few days, he will stop breathing and his soul will be scattered."

Prince Ding's expression grew solemn. He looked at the silent Master Kuan, "Master, is that really the case? Is there no other way?"

The Master of Suffering could only acquiesce helplessly: "Amitabha!"

Ruhan couldn't help choking up as she listened to their conversation. She whispered to Nie Wushuang, "Doctor Nie, isn't what they're saying nonsense? What about an incomplete soul? I've been following you since I was little, but I never knew what was wrong with you! You should find a way to save me!"

Nie Wushuang hesitated, not knowing how to start. After a moment, he asked Doctor Zhao, "Master, could the Empress's condition really be..."

Master Zhiyan bluntly said, "Ordinary people! You people! Do you think that things you haven't seen don't exist? How dare you doubt what I say! I have to tell you that your noble lady's situation is extremely special. She can't come back!"

Ru Han was furious: "You! You monk!"

Ru Ping hurriedly pulled Ru Han back and tried to comfort him. Her expression was not pleasant. "Master, what is the special situation? How dare you, a monk, say that?"

Master Buyu's face darkened. He held onto Zhiyan, preventing him from speaking again. Then, Master Buyu clasped his hands together and bowed, "Amitabha. Master and I will do our best to find a way to rescue you."