It was several times more serious than her original injury. What a horrible injury!
And it happened to a five-year-old child, who might not have been even as old as Jiuer and the young prince's baby at the time!
"What's that expression on your face?"
Baili Feiyue frowned slightly, and said in a normal tone, "Disciple is just worried about that child."
"Then you don't have to worry. The child won't die."
"Master, what happened next?" Baili Feiyue asked to continue listening to the story.
"That's what happened later. Before he was ten years old, the kid defeated his father's most capable shadow guard, and also violated his father's biggest taboo. When he was ten years old, or so, his father drugged him and threw him out to be studied by a bunch of doctors, but he didn't die. A year later, he escaped and returned home. His father couldn't kill him, and his mother hated him more and more. He didn't care whether they liked him or not, so he just lived his life as he pleased, and he had a bright future from then on."
After finishing the story in a few words, the Saint raised his eyebrows and looked at Baili Feiyue, "What did you plan to say to me before?"
Talk about Emperor Xiyue, ask about Changsun Wuji, and ask about little Yinli.
But now she suddenly didn't want to ask or say a word.
Even though these matters were urgent, she didn't want to ask right away.
Baili Feiyue shook her head. "The main thing is that the Emperor of Xiyue brought 300,000 troops to make a pilgrimage. However, Master, you must have your own plans and preparations, so there is no need for me to worry about it."
She stood up and bowed respectfully, "Master, I will take my leave first."
Baili Feiyue walked out of the temple and took another path straight out of the temple.
It was not until they were some distance away from the temple that Baili Feiyue stopped and looked back. She saw the huge palace they had come from. It was different from the houses of various shapes in the Western Regions. It was square in shape, majestic, solemn and sacred. Even though it was shaded by a sea of golden flowers, the holy snow eagle carved on the flying eaves gave people the illusion that it had flown out of hell.
And on the huge plaque above the main entrance of the palace, the two golden characters "Temple" also looked strange and cold.
"Young Master."
Someone came forward to salute, Baili Feiyue turned around and looked at the person who came, "What's the matter?"
"The Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom has come with his people to make a pilgrimage."
Baili Feiyue paused. Although she didn't expect it, she wasn't very surprised either.
"As expected of father and son, even their ideas about pilgrimage are surprisingly similar."
The disciple who came to report naturally didn't say much, Baili Feiyue spoke again, "Where is he now?"
"My Lord, we are almost outside the gate of the Temple."
Baili Feiyue walked towards where she lived. "The status of the Seventh Prince of Xiyue is noble in Xiyue Country, but when noble people come to make pilgrimages, they are just believers of the Holy Church. The pilgrimage temple will guide him the same way it usually guides believers. Go."
"yes."
Baili Feiyue returned to her residence, "Where's Yin Li?"
"Young Master Yin asked Tianjue to take him to play with Venerable Murong." Fanyin replied.
Venerable Murong naturally refers to Murong Zheng.
Baili Feiyue was 100% reassured, so she didn't ask any more questions.
After she sat down, a female disciple came to deliver a message shorter than she expected.
"Young Master, the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Nation wants to see you."
The Holy Church's temple is open to the public all year round. When Baili Feiyue went there, there were many ordinary believers coming and going on pilgrimage.
Even at this devout moment, the believers could not avoid being distracted.
His eyes subconsciously glanced at Dongfang Qing, who looked extraordinary no matter where he stood.
I just heard the conversation between this man and the disciples of the Holy Church, and it turns out that this man is actually the most favored Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom!
He really has an extraordinary bearing!
It's just that face. Why does he look unwell?
Many people were also muttering in their hearts, the West Moon Kingdom suddenly became so pious, and it was rumored that the King of the West Moon Kingdom was also on the way to make a pilgrimage, and would arrive soon. I really didn't expect that the Seventh Prince of the West Moon Kingdom would come to make a pilgrimage without making a sound!
His eyes looked at Dongfang Qing's face which was obviously not normal. Could it be that this noble Seventh Prince of Xiyue had some terrible hidden disease, so he came to make a pilgrimage in the hope of getting better?
Baili Feiyue's arrival did not attract much attention from the believers.
After all, she was still a demon girl, and she appeared in front of these people. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she changed her appearance. Now she was dressed and looked like an ordinary female disciple of the Holy Church.
He walked to Dongfang Qing's side, but before he could speak, Dongfang Qing turned around.
Baili Feiyue smiled with a particularly unscrupulous smile, "Ah, isn't this the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Country? What happened to you? You don't look very healthy."
Not far away, Dongfang Qing's guards heard her words and were so angry that they gritted their teeth and wanted to kill someone.
Who is responsible for the master being like this?
Baili Feiyue looked Dongfang Qing up and down again.
Dongfang Qing spoke in a cold voice as always, "Miss, can you please lend me a hand to talk?"
Baili Feiyue smiled, "Since His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has asked, it is of course possible. Please follow me."
She turned around and walked away with Dongfang Qing. Dongfang Qing's accompanying guards were about to follow. Baili Feiyue stopped and looked at them with narrowed eyes. "According to the rules of our Holy Church, please rest and wait in the Holy Hall."
"Master..." Those people looked at Dongfang Qing.
How can they feel at ease!
Unable to resist their master, they were always trembling with fear since they came to the Holy Church, afraid that something might happen. Now...
"You wait here."
The guards were choking on their words and could only watch as Baili Feiyue and Dongfang Qing gradually disappeared from view.
"What should we do?" a guard asked in a voice that was difficult for ordinary people to hear.
"Master told us to wait, so wait here. If Miss Ling is not stupid, she would not dare to touch the master at this time."
Not only does she not dare to move, she will even protect her master!
Yes, protect the master! Even if she doesn't care about the brother-sister relationship between her and the master, as long as she cares about the Holy Religion and the Holy Religion Saint, she will definitely do this!
They were not wrong.
Regardless of whether she was willing or not, Baili Feiyue took Dongfang Qing directly to where she lived.
To Dongfang Qing, in the entire Holy Church, the place where she lived was definitely the only relatively safe place.
Master's actions are really beyond common sense. It is entirely possible that if he gets angry, he will chop Dongfang Qing, who comes to him, to pieces.
Baili Feiyue brought the person back and said unhappily, "Sit anywhere you want."
Dongfang Qing did not sit down immediately. He glanced at the palace and said, "You are living well here."
Even the most favored royal sister in their Xiyue Kingdom did not live in such a sophisticated and luxurious place.
It is no exaggeration to say that there are treasures everywhere.
Baili Feiyue almost rolled her eyes, "Nonsense."
After Fanyin served the tea and snacks, he left silently.
After Dongfang Qing sat down, Baili Feiyue sat on the other side of the agarwood table and said to Dongfang Qing, "What does your father want to do? With 300,000 troops, does he really want the Holy City to become a river of blood?"
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