If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

After the proof, the eldest disciple hurried to the backyard and happened to meet the elders who had just come out of retreat.

"Greetings, elders." The eldest disciple's face lit up with joy. He finally put his mind at ease after hanging for a long time. He hurriedly greeted them and said, "Disciple has something important to report."

The leader had kind eyes and a gentle manner, and his monk robe gave off an air of an immortal.

"But what about Princess Haoyue?"

The eldest disciple was shocked again. Could it be that the elders already knew about it?

He bowed and replied hurriedly: "It is about the eldest princess being in a coma."

"I and several elders came out of retreat for this matter, and we are going to Plum Manor now."

The other seven elders nodded one after another. During their retreat, they suddenly had some sensations and woke up from their meditation. They calculated with their fingers and then knew what was going on.

Huguo Temple is closely related to the destiny of Haoyue Country, and Meixiang herself is tied to the destiny of Haoyue Country. This is why Master Fazhi happened to arrive when she was ten years old and experiencing the tribulation.

The same is true at this time.

What kind of big deal could it be that could scare so many elders from the Huguo Temple to go there in person?

"Great Elder, this..."

The leading elder glanced at him, then turned to look in the direction of Plum Manor and explained briefly: "This matter is no longer simply the eldest princess's own business, but also involves a private matter of this temple."

"Okay, the elders and I will leave immediately. The affairs of the Huguo Temple will be temporarily handed over to you."

It was not until a few days later, when the incident that had shocked the entire Haoyue region spread, that he realized what the Great Elder was referring to as private matters.

In Meizhuang, the emperor, empress, Imperial Physician Wang, Mr. Dou and everyone else gathered in Meixiang's room. Situ Yidong was so anxious that he wanted to kill someone.

Because since this morning, Meixiang has been unable to eat anything except for a few sips of water occasionally, and she vomits everything she eats.

She was so thin that only a bag of bones was left. A few days ago, the Second Princess tried every possible means to make her gain some weight, but in just a few days, she lost it all again.

This has never happened before.

"What is going on?" The Emperor asked Doctor Wang and Nanny Feng anxiously. Even the usually calm beautiful woman was so anxious that she burst into tears.

"We don't understand either," Doctor Wang said embarrassedly. Apart from being weak, there was nothing abnormal about Meixiang's pulse. He really didn't know where to start.

Aunt Feng was so anxious that she was wiping away tears. Before, Li Hun had just fallen into a coma, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating with the help of others, just like an ordinary person. But this time...

"Didn't you say last time that he was unconscious even after the fever subsided?..."

"Ah?!" Before the emperor could finish his words, Situ Yidong's loud shout interrupted him, "Master Fazhi, yes, yes, how could I have forgotten him!"

"He was able to wake up Sister Xiang'er last time, so he will definitely be able to do it this time!"

Having said that, Situ Yidong turned around and was about to rush out of the house.

Hearing this, everyone in the room gradually came back to their senses.

"Yes, yes, yes, how could I forget about Master Fazhi from the Huguo Temple." Doctor Wang slapped his forehead hard. The last time he was at a loss, it was Master Fazhi who helped Meixiang wake up in time.

"That's right, that's right, I was also anxious and confused." Nanny Feng nodded, stuffed another piece of old ginseng into Meixiang's mouth, and put the string of Buddhist beads placed next to Meixiang's pillow on her left wrist.

Now she is completely relying on these old ginsengs to sustain her life.

Outside the gate of Meizhuang, Situ Yidong ran into the eight elders of the Huguo Temple who had rushed over.

"Amitabha, Little Donor Situ."

"Young Situ, nice to meet you masters. May I ask where is Master Fazhi of your temple now? I have something urgent to discuss with him."

Seeing several masters coming here rashly, it not only attracted the attention of the people who had not left outside Meizhuang Mansion, but also stunned Situ Yidong, who was anxious to go to Huguo Temple.

"We heard that the princess was ill, so we came to visit her." The elder who led the group replied in a deep voice, "Also, the abbot Fazhi is out traveling and is not in the temple. The donor can send someone to Zhangzhou to look for him."

"Here, let's try to hold out for as long as possible."

Situ Yidong's eyes, which had originally darkened, suddenly brightened up when he heard the words. He was not afraid that the person was not in the capital, but he was afraid that he did not know the exact location and would be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Meixiang's situation really can't wait, so now that we have a specific direction to look for her, the search will be much smoother.

Zhangzhou, on a small path deep in the mountains.

Master Fazhi was on a difficult journey and was in urgent need of a herb. He happened to learn that someone seemed to have seen a similar herb in this forest, so he went into the mountains to look for it.

Who knew that we would stumble and get lost in this mountain forest. There were few people there, and there were only trees that blocked out the sun and grass that was half a person's height.

Here, people will not only lose their direction, but also forget the time.

He himself didn't remember how long he had walked in the deep forest. When he was thirsty, he looked for mountain spring water, and when he was hungry, he picked wild fruits.

That day, we finally arrived at a place where the trees were sparse. When I looked up, I saw the night sky dotted with stars.

Huh, Master Fazhi took a deep breath, put down the backpack on his back, and sat down on the grass.

They were finally about to find the direction and would be able to get out of the forest soon. In addition, this trip into the mountains was very fruitful, and Master Fazhi, who was covered in dust, could not help but smile.

The Huguo Temple has been passed down for dozens of generations, and the temple's medicine cabinet has a rich collection. However, as the abbot of the temple, Master Fazhi is not only proficient in Buddhism, but also has in-depth research on herbal medicine.

Therefore, when Master Fazhi was traveling around to preach the Dharma, he liked to go into the mountains whenever he had time, and this almost became an indispensable part of his daily life.

Moreover, he did not like to have anyone follow him when he went into the mountains. He would often leave his disciples outside the mountain to move freely, then carry his backpack and go into the mountains alone.

The dry food brought into the mountains had already been eaten. Master Fazhi took out a few wild fruits from the backpack, wiped them simply, and couldn't wait to put them into his mouth. At the same time, he did not forget to look up at the Big Dipper in the sky, which guided people.

After determining the direction, I turned my head and looked towards the morning star in the east as usual.

This sight scared Master Fazhi so much that he dropped the wild fruit he was chewing happily.

The originally bright morning star had been shrouded in dark clouds at some point, and even the three smaller stars that had recently appeared around it were affected and became dim.

Without caring about the fruit that fell to the ground, Master Fazhi immediately sat up straight, held his breath, calmed his mind, and continued to deduce.

After half a cup of tea, he exhaled and slowly opened his eyes. He looked up again at the Morning Star, which was almost completely dark, and then found the Big Dipper to confirm his position.

He picked up the backpack and rushed out of the mountain.