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Chapter 89 Protecting the calf (seeking tickets)

King Jingfan took her hand and explained: "If God destined me to have no heir, then no matter how many concubines I have, it will be the same."

King Jingfan directly rejected Maya's proposal and said that he could no longer mention the issue of heirs.

Although King Suddhodana said so, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that his mood was no more relaxed than Maya's.

As the king of a country, if he doesn't even have an heir, it's really ridiculous to say that!

So the worry in Maya's heart is also increasing day by day. She is worried that someone will covet the throne of King Jingfan in the future.

"I'm really useless!"

As the mother of the country of Kapilavatthu, she cannot give birth to a prince for Kapilavastu now, nor can she give birth to a future master of the country for King Jingfan.

Maya often fell into a state of self-blame.

Not long after, Maya fell ill because of the constant boredom and anxiety in his heart.

King Jingfan called many famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment, but the doctors said that it was a heart disease and needed medicine.

Day by day, Maya's health is getting worse and worse.

When Maya was 40 years old, her white hair looked like an octogenarian.

King Jingfan saw it and was very anxious, but he had no choice but to feel distressed.

On the night of Maya's 41st birthday, everything was quiet, and she lay on the bed and gradually fell asleep.

In her hazy dream, she suddenly saw an imposing figure riding a white elephant slowly coming from the void.

When he approached Maya, he suddenly entered her abdomen from her right rib, Maya was startled and woke up from the dream.

The cold sweat on her forehead made her realize that it was just a dream.

After Maya woke up, he told the dream to King Jingfan who was sleeping beside him.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, King Suddhodana was surprised and said: "Queen, I also had a dream!"

"Really?" Maya couldn't believe it.

So King Jingfan called the physicist overnight and told him about it.

The physicist took a few steps back and forth with his crutches, and muttered, "God help the king! God help the king!"

But no matter how much King Suddhodana asked, the fortune teller still refused to answer what the matter was, and kept it secret, saying that he would find out in a month.

Not long after, King Jingfan learned the good news of Maya's pregnancy from the doctor.

King Suddhodana came to the harem excitedly and asked Maya: "Queen, is this true?"

"Really! The doctor told me just now." Maya shed tears happily.

But the fortune teller came over at this time, and he immediately said: "This is the destiny! The queen is pregnant with a holy son, who will definitely make the Sakya clan shine in the future!"

Gradually, Chuhe saw that the mural in front of him seemed to be colored. The painting in the painting was a Bodhisattva walking on a white elephant.

After a flash, Yang Shuo also returned to reality.

Chuhe knew the content of the mural in front of him, which was the Jataka story of "Riding an Image into the Womb" in the Dunhuang mural.

After understanding the content of the mural and seeing the color distribution on the painting, Chuhe became more confident in restoring the mural.

Afterwards, Chu He picked up the ladder, set it up on the side, picked up his own adhesive, and began to slowly "inject" the mural.

Since the main part of the mural is about to fall off, the first step is to fix it.

Chuhe carefully applied the adhesive to the edges of the mural, which lasted for two hours.

After Chu He made sure that the entire mural was consolidated, he climbed down from the ladder.

The moment he came down, Chuhe sat directly on the ground.

Because of standing on the ladder for too long, Chuhe's legs went limp.

Chuhe wiped his sweat and found that his back was completely wet, so he couldn't help complaining: "This bloody place is really hot."

After drinking the last sip of water in the bottle, Chuhe felt a little regretful, because he had known about it earlier and asked Xue Lanqi to bring two more bottles.

It was already evening, and although the sky in Dunhuang was still bright, the restoration work on the Chu River was only halfway through.

Next, he will use a repair pen to restore all the colors on the mural.

Chu He picked up the repair pen, came to the ladder, first dipped it in light white dye, and then drew on it according to the automatically recognized movement trajectory.

Although the restoration pen has an automatic function, Chuhe has to constantly adjust the direction of the ladder to ensure that his hands are long enough.

In addition, because there was no one to help, he had to climb down the ladder without drawing a small part, and re-adjusted the position.

Chu He sighed: "If I had known earlier, I would have asked Yang Shuo to help move the ladder."

Sweating profusely is not tired of repairing murals, but tired of moving ladders!

In this way, Chuhe circulates endlessly while filling dye and moving ladders
On the other side, Yang Shuo was eating a hot dog, and asked Dong Lufan beside him: "Lu Fan, tell me, can the Chu River work?"

"I think he should be able to repair it." Although Dong Lufan knew that the repair of the mural was very difficult, but he saw that Chuhe was so confident, so he must have a way to deal with it.

"Yeah." Yang Shuo also nodded: "I don't want you to think, I want me to feel, I feel hanging."

Xue Lanqi knocked on Yang Shuo's head: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

"It's already hanging, think about it, what is Mr. Xu Hai's background, a senior cultural relic restorer! He can't even restore that mural with confidence. Do you think our Chu River can be restored?" Yang Yang Shuo ruthlessly stated his point of view.

Li Xiaoqing was puzzled: "Then why did you tell them just now that the Chu River will definitely be repaired?"

"That's because Chuhe is our good friend. If others look down on him, then we must do our best to help."

Yang Shuo gave an example: "Just like we can complain about our alma mater, such as the food in the canteen is not good, the weather is hot and there is no air conditioning, but if anyone from another school dares to say bad things about my school, then I will definitely greet him!" Scold him from head to toe, he is called a calf protector!"

Dong Lufan was a little disgusted: "You are too real."

"It's so real, so I feel that Chuhe can restore that mural, I think it's a mystery." After Yang Shuo finished speaking, he shouted to the boss: "Boss, bring me a piece of fried noodles, pack it up and thank you."

"Ah!"

Chuhe, who was repaired far away in Cave 140, suddenly sneezed heavily.

He rubbed his nose and muttered, "It must be that I didn't cover the quilt well when I went to bed last night."

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