Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"Jinglan, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Jingyu was close and held Ye Jinglan.

"It's okay, I just have a headache."

"Is it the Ajna?"

Yin Qingxuan had always been worried about the red spot on his head, so she came over to ask him immediately after hearing what he said.

"do not know."

Ye Jinglan pressed his forehead, his head felt like thousands of arrows were shooting at him, the pain was so severe that his vision went black.

Yin Qingxuan quickly took out a bottle of spiritual spring water.

"Try drinking some and see if it can provide relief."

Liu Sijun and He Zangfeng also followed.

Ye Jinglan took the water and took a sip, but his headache was still splitting. In a trance, he seemed to hear a voice muttering something.

"what!"

He pressed his forehead and groaned softly.

Ye Jingyu reached out and grabbed his waist belt, then carried Ye Jinglan to the ground.

"Xuan'er, tell mother that we will arrive later and let Master Liu take a look at Jing Lan."

"it is good."

Yin Qingxuan was naturally also worried about Ye Jinglan, so she immediately rode her horse to chase Mei Qingge.

Ye Jingyu had already helped Ye Jinglan to the tree, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Liu."

Liu Sijun had taken out the silver needles and quickly inserted them into several acupuncture points on Ye Jinglan's head.

I don’t know if it was the effect of the spiritual spring water or the effectiveness of acupuncture, but after a cup of tea, Ye Jinglan’s headache finally got better.

He exhaled heavily. The sweat on his back had soaked through his clothes, and the cold wind made him feel cold.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Ye Jingyu was still worried, so he inserted his internal energy and let it flow along the meridians before he withdrew his palm.

"The Taoist Tianqing of Shangqing Temple has a high level of cultivation. Since his disciples know the red mole between your eyebrows, they must have a solution. Otherwise, you should return to the capital now. I have met him several times before, and he should not make it too difficult for you."

"No."

Ye Jinglan immediately refused. Going back would be like walking into a trap. He didn't want to see those Taoist priests.

"I'm fine now. I may have drunk too much. Don't worry, brother."

Yin Qingxuan gave him a suspicious look.

"Is it really okay?"

"of course."

Ye Jinglan jumped up from the ground and landed gracefully on the horse's back. He turned around and smiled, "Do you think I'm in trouble now?"

Ye Jingyu and Yin Qingxuan looked at each other. He was indeed worried about Ye Jinglan going back alone. He pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's go to Zifu first and see what happens."

Yin Qingxuan had no other choice but to agree.

The group set off again and rode at full speed to Zifu.

At this time, Pavilion Master Xiao and his party had abandoned their horses and were on their way.

Xiao Yinhuan glanced up at the mountain and saw only rolling mist, making it difficult to see its exact shape. She couldn't help but sigh, "This place does look a bit like a fairy peak."

Pavilion Master Xiao walked briskly and said with full energy: "Zifu Jin Pavilion is a hidden sect. The people in the sect rarely go down the mountain. The disciples all practice austerity and naturally like the tranquility of the mountains."

Yin Xingyun couldn't help but say, "People practice martial arts only to become famous. What's the point of them staying in the mountains?"

In his opinion, martial artists should be chivalrous and righteous, so as to uphold justice.

If they had participated in the Battle of the North Sea, they would not have lost so many innocent disciples.

Pavilion Master Xiao smiled amiably, "Everyone has different desires. The Purple Mansion Golden Pavilion Fengshan Lock Door must have a higher pursuit. Old Xie, what do you think?"

Taoist Tianji had been silent since leaving the town. When he heard Pavilion Master Xiao calling him, he was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Old Xiao is right."