Chapter 3853
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The two stepped into the hall and saw a jade bed in the hall. A well-dressed middle-aged woman lay on the bed. Her appearance was elegant and dignified. Her expression was calm and serene as if she was sleeping soundly.
Jing wangye Zhao Zhenghe came to the front of the bed and gently held the woman's hand. He sighed: "Wang fei has never had a good life with this xiao wang. Now that it's finally stable, but you have to leave. This xiao wang really can't bear it."
Chu Li glanced at the six middle-aged monks beside the bed.
The six monks lowered their eyes and chanted in a low voice. The sound of Sanskrit lingered, faintly discernible as if it came from the sky. It was indescribably wonderful.
Chu Li knew that this was a unique chanting method. It was the best way to calm the mind. It was a wonderful method and not something an ordinary monk could master.
To be able to chant like this, these six monks could be considered high monks.
"Can the divine monk save the Princess?" Zhao Zhenghe looked up at Chu Li. His face was earnest as he stared at him, afraid to hear bad news.
Chu Li nodded, "The Princess's soul is still here. She can come back."
"Thank you, divine monk!" Zhao Zhenghe was overjoyed.
Chu Li went forward and gently pressed on the Princess's forehead. He took off the emerald jade on her forehead and gently pressed his index finger between her eyebrows.
There were a few women around who stared at Chu Li without blinking. When they saw him take off the jade, they wanted to stop him. But when they saw that Prince Jing and Zhao Zhenghe did not move, they could only shut their mouths and look worriedly at the Princess.
Chu Li's right index finger pressed gently, then raised it and nodded, "The Princess's body is weak. She cannot be nourished after she wakes up."
"Yes, yes." Zhao Zhenghe hurriedly nodded, "Then the Princess …?"
He did not dare to offend Chu Li now in case he did not save the Princess. He would agree to anything Chu Li said as long as the Princess could be saved.
"Ugh …" The Princess suddenly opened her lips and let out a moan.
Zhao Zhenghe felt as if he was struck by lightning. His body stiffened and he turned his head to look.
The Princess's long and dense eyelashes gently trembled like two fans. She slowly opened her eyes and looked left and right. When she saw Zhao Zhenghe, she couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
Her voice was clear and full of energy. There was no sign of weakness.
Zhao Zhenghe's face was filled with ecstasy. He rushed forward and hugged Wang Fei tightly, afraid that he would lose her if he let go.
Wang Fei felt the warm embrace and felt that she was still alive. She said softly, "Prince, I'm not dead?"
"Haha!" Zhao Zhenghe laughed heartily. He pressed down on Princess Consort's shoulder and said with a smile, "Princess, this Monk Dingru has saved you!"
He turned his head to look at Chu Li and said in a serious tone, "Divine monk, I can't thank you enough for your kindness. Aluminium juggling
Chu Li pressed his palms together and smiled. "Amitabha, the Princess is blessed by the heavens. You are destined to be together."
"That's right, that's right. This is an opportunity!" Zhao Zhenghe forcefully nodded his head, grinning from ear to ear. "Your Highness, you are on the verge of death today, and the divine monk has arrived in the capital today. What a coincidence!"
The Consort struggled for a while and broke free from Zhao Zhenghe's hands. She got up from the jade bed and curtsied at Zhao Zhenghe. "Thank you, Great Master!"
Chu Li pressed his palms together and smiled. "Princess, you don't have to do this! The Princess is fated with Buddha. She has deep roots of wisdom and is different from the common people. "
"Then let the Princess follow the divine monk to practice Buddhism. Can she cultivate at home?" Zhao Zhenghe quickly said.
"This …" Wang Fei pondered and said embarrassedly, "Will it be too troublesome for the divine monk?"
Chu Li smiled. "Alright."
The Consort was overjoyed and pressed her palms together. "Thank you, Master."
Chu Li pressed his palms together and returned the gesture.
"Haha …" Zhao Zhenghe laughed. "You've really turned a sad event into a happy one. Quick, get rid of all these things!"
"Yes, yes, get rid of them!" Everyone hurriedly agreed and began to get busy.
"Great Master, please follow me." Zhao Zhenghe extended his hand and invited Chu Li. He then turned to the six middle-aged monks who were already standing at the side and staring at the Consort. "Great Masters, let's go together."
"Royal Highness, please!" The six of them pressed their palms together.
Chu Li secretly nodded.
Although these six people did not have any great divine powers, they were still eminent monks. King Jing did not forget about them in such a situation and did not neglect them. His methods were indeed brilliant and his temperament was not ordinary.
The Consort stood at the side. There were already two young and beautiful women standing beside her. They were supporting her carefully for fear that she would fall.
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