But that's all.

Hope was within reach, yet it kept slipping away.

Yi Shuihan's expression was quite unpleasant.

He made the two birds sing over and over again until the jar of white magic beans was empty and the two birds were so tired that their voices were almost hoarse, and then they stopped.

During this time, Marquis Yong'an and Princess Zhaoyang came to visit.

They were all very worried when they saw that Xiao Qingyin was unconscious.

Princess Zhaoyang already had little appetite due to morning sickness, and this incident made it even harder for her to eat.

"Why is this child suddenly acting like this when everything was fine?"

She was completely baffled.

Marquis Yong'an comforted him, saying, "They're probably just sleep-deprived. Some people can sleep for two or three days straight."

He felt that it must have been Yi Shuihan's own doing to cause this trouble.

He had already cursed this unfilial son to death in his heart.

He didn't know how to cherish his wife after he got married.

Well, that's terrible. The person was almost killed by the ordeal.

Princess Zhaoyang was somewhat relieved.

Thinking of what the imperial physician had said about Shenxu, she became a little worried: "Could Qingyin have been possessed by an evil spirit? Should I go to the temple and get her a peace charm?"

Marquis Yong'an didn't believe in this, but doing so was better than sitting around anxiously, so he accompanied her to Hanshan Temple.

Upon returning, Princess Zhaoyang tied a peace charm to Xiao Qingyin's waist.

Yi Shuihan said softly, "Thank you, Mother."

"Why are you being so polite with your mother?"

Princess Zhaoyang looked at his dark circles and asked, "Have you eaten anything today?"

"……No."

Princess Zhaoyang said nothing and had someone bring over the meal.

"Let's have a meal together with Mom."

"good."

Yi Shuihan only ate one bowl of rice before putting down his chopsticks.

"Mom, I'm done eating."

"Aren't you going to eat more?"

I'm full.

Princess Zhaoyang didn't try to persuade her; she herself couldn't eat anymore.

"I asked the kitchen to cook some porridge. If you get hungry tonight, you can call it over to eat."

Yi Shuihan nodded: "Understood."

"Don't stay up too late. Think more about Qingyin. She wouldn't want to see you looking haggard."

Princess Zhaoyang gave her instructions.

Yi Shuihan agreed.

But I couldn't sleep at all that night.

He had a feeling that Xiao Qingyin would wake up as soon as he closed his eyes, and that she might need his help.

As dawn approached, he succumbed to sleepiness and closed his eyes.

But I didn't sleep soundly, remaining in a state between sleep and wakefulness.

As the morning light streamed through the window, a series of hurried footsteps sounded.

He woke up with a start and saw Yi Wu rushing in from outside, saying to him, "Master, a great monk has come from outside. He is the abbot of Lingyun Temple in Bei'an City. He says he can save the Empress."

Yi Shuihan still remembered this person somewhat, and frowned upon hearing this.

How did he know Qingyin was in trouble?

He didn't let anyone tell anyone that Xiao Qingyin was unconscious; even the Han and Yun families didn't know.

Yi Wu replied, "He said he observed the stars at night and found something unusual, so he came here specifically."

Yi Shuihan was half-believing and half-doubting.

But remembering the strange and rambling things this person had said when he met him at Lingyun Temple, he still asked Yi Wu to invite the person in.