Chapter 292 What to do
The emperor was smiling as he spoke, and his attitude was very kind.
It seems that the dream he had at that time was indeed good, and the words of the gods were very effective. Song Jingyun and Chen Shuming were really the people who could help him practice and become an immortal.
With these two people in his life, his practice to become an immortal would be much easier and more efficient.
"Yes, Your Majesty is absolutely right." Song Jingyun and Chen Shuming bowed in response.
His voice was a little hoarse and his face didn't look good.
"My two dear ministers, do you feel unwell somewhere?" The emperor seemed a little worried when he saw this.
If the two of them were in poor health and could not accompany him to continue his practice, wouldn't that delay his ascension to immortality? This would be bad.
Chen Shuming's face turned paler.
Although he had studied hard for decades and was accustomed to meditation and could definitely endure it, sitting like this, cross-legged on the ground, and trembling with fear beside the emperor, was a feeling that not everyone could understand, so his expression was naturally not good.
But this truth cannot be told to the emperor.
Just when Chen Shuming was hesitating about how to respond, Song Jingyun said, "To be honest with you, Your Majesty, I do feel a little uncomfortable, but I can't tell how or why. I think this Qingxu Palace is a clean place. I am just an ordinary person. When I first set foot here, I need to be purified before I can enter the eyes of the gods."
"That's right." The emperor nodded repeatedly.
Hasn't he been getting better and better since he started practicing? And as Song Jingyun said, although they can help him practice, they are ordinary people after all, and they can't compare with him, the true emperor. It is normal for them to be unable to bear this grace for a while.
"After lunch, you can go to the side hall to rest for an hour before coming to Qingxu Hall." The emperor was very generous, "Ask someone to prepare some exquisite meals for the two adults."
"Yes." The young Taoist priest at the side responded and went to the gate of Qingxu Hall to pass the message to the servants.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chen Shuming and Song Jingyun bowed together and slowly walked out.
They had their meals and rests in a side hall. Although there were palace servants serving them, Song Jingyun and Chen Shuming didn't have to face the emperor all the time. They felt much more comfortable and filled their empty stomachs.
After resting for more than half an hour in the afternoon, Song Jingyun and Chen Shuming came to Qingxu Palace again.
With the experience in the morning, both of them were mentally prepared enough at this time, but because they were already very tired in the morning, they felt even more overwhelmed to do it again in the afternoon.
Chen Shuming felt a little uneasy and looked at Song Jingyun unconsciously.
Song Jingyun had his eyes closed at this time, his face looked calm, as if he didn't feel any discomfort, and his breathing was very even.
Mr. Song is indeed Mr. Song. In this situation, he actually...
Chen Shuming was just about to express his admiration and praise Song Jingyun when he heard faint snoring coming from the hall.
The snoring sound gradually became louder, and the rhythm became stronger and stronger, with a sense of ups and downs.
Chen Shuming was startled and hurried to find the source of the snoring.
The emperor was sitting upright at this time, muttering to himself, so it was obvious that the snoring was not his.
Meanwhile, Song Jingyun's head was like a chick pecking at rice, dozing off one after another...
Is Mr. Song asleep? In this Qingxu Palace!
What if the emperor finds out?
(End of this chapter)
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