bayedsolid Chapter 344 Asking for Help from the Imperial Master
Chapter 344 Asking for Help from the Imperial Master
Feng Wuhen nodded, carefully picked up Jiang Yimo, and then rushed to the door without hesitation.
His steps seemed a little hurried and awkward, but his eyes were full of determination and concern.
At this moment, he just wanted to take Jiang Yimo away from this dangerous place as soon as possible and find a way to save her.
Feng Wuhen successfully left Prince You's Mansion and returned to Prince Xie's Mansion as quickly as possible to look for the genius doctor Nan Qiao.
"Where is Doctor Nanqiao? Come and check on Momo."
Before entering the courtyard of the Miraculous Doctor Nan Qiao, Feng Wuhen was already shouting at the top of his voice.
At this moment, Doctor Nan Qiao was busy tinkering with his precious pills, when suddenly, the evil king's low and magnetic voice reached his ears.
The sound was like a thunderclap, causing Doctor Nan Qiao to suddenly raise his head and stop what he was doing.
His eyes were full of alertness and curiosity, as if he had a premonition that something important was about to happen.
Without any hesitation, Nan Qiao, the divine doctor, quickly put down the work in his hands and hurried out the door. His steps seemed a little anxious, but steady.
The moment he stepped out of the room, he bumped into Feng Wuhen who was holding Jiang Yimo.
The two people's eyes met, and a wonderful atmosphere was created instantly.
A hint of surprise flashed across Doctor Nan Qiao's eyes. He obviously did not expect Feng Wuhen to come to his yard in person to look for him.
What surprised him even more was that Feng Wuhen was still holding Jiang Yimo, who had already fallen asleep, in his arms.
"Nan Qiao, please help me check on Momo! She fainted!" Feng Wuhen shouted anxiously.
Hearing this, Doctor Nan Qiao quickly asked Feng Wuhen to carry Jiang Yimo into the house and lie down on the rocking chair.
He carefully examined the unconscious Jiang Yimo, and then asked curiously, "Your Majesty, what happened to Miss Jiang? Why are there circles of black objects around the back of her hand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuhen shook his head, with a hint of worry in his tone: "I don't know what happened, I just know that these circles of black things made Momo faint from the pain."
After hearing her words, Doctor Nan Qiao did not ask the Evil King how the black mist on Jiang Yimo's hand came about. He quickly placed his hand on Jiang Yimo's other hand that was not stained with the black mist.
It was cold to the touch and his pulse was weak.
Doctor Nan Qiao immediately frowned.
"Your Majesty, what on earth did Miss Jiang go through? She made herself like this."
"She touched something weird, and then she was entangled in this black mist."
Seeing this, Doctor Nanqiao let out a long sigh.
"Your Majesty, I can't cure Miss Jiang's illness right now, and I can't find the cause."
"What should we do?" Feng Wuhen became anxious after hearing what Nan Qiao, the genius doctor, said.
He raised his hand and punched the small table in front of him. The small table fell apart instantly, and cold air emanated from Feng Wuhen's body.
"What should we do? What do you think we should do? Give me some advice quickly."
When Feng Wuhen heard that Doctor Nan Qiao couldn't find the cause of the disease, the usually calm man's eyes turned red with anxiety and he became cold.
When Doctor Nan Qiao saw him like this, he glanced at Jiang Yimo again. Suddenly, a person flashed through his mind, and his eyes suddenly flashed with light.
"Your Majesty, go find the Imperial Master. Maybe he can save Jiang girl's life."
After Doctor Nan Qiao finished speaking, Feng Wufeng immediately picked up Jiang Yimo and flew out of the Evil King's Palace.
Half an hour later, Feng Wuhen appeared in Chonglou Pavilion where the Chinese master of the palace lived, holding Jiang Yimo.
As soon as Feng Wuhen appeared, he was surrounded by three men in black, blocking his way.
"I want to find the national teacher to save people, please get out of the way."
"Your Highness the Evil King, we cannot let you in without the order of the Imperial Master."
"What if I insist on breaking in?"
"Then don't blame me for being rude."
Feng Wuhen glanced at the three of them and was about to break into Chonglou Pavilion.
The men in black who surrounded him were also ready for a fight.
But at this moment, a magnetic and pleasant male voice suddenly came from the top of Chonglou Pavilion.
"Let His Majesty the Evil King come up!"
When the three men in black heard the words of the national teacher, they immediately made way for Feng Wuhen.
A minute later, Feng Wuhen appeared in front of the Imperial Master holding Jiang Yimo.
The Imperial Master is still the same as before, with a youthful face and white hair, dressed in a white robe, and standing tall like a pine tree.
The Imperial Master glanced at Jiang Yimo in his arms and said coldly, "Lay her flat on the couch."
After saying that, Feng Wuhen obediently laid the person flat on his couch and asked anxiously, "Do you have a way to remove the black mist on her hands and wake her up?"
"Since you doubt your master, why did you bring her here to ask for help?"
After these words were spoken, Feng Wuhen was speechless.
The Imperial Master walked up to Jiang Yimo and said coldly, "You shouldn't go to the underground palace tonight because the time is not right."
Hearing this, Feng Wuhen cursed in his heart: "Fuck you! Since you knew we couldn't go in to look for the black lotus, why didn't you let someone tell me earlier? Don't you think it's too late to tell me now?"
But the Imperial Master seemed to see through Feng Wuhen's thoughts, and suddenly turned around and glanced at him.
"You kid, do you know what it means that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed? If my master told you everything, it would not only be bad for you, but also backfire on me."
"Alright, I don't want to waste any more time talking to you. Hurry and save the people."
"Drop your finger blood onto the purple lotus birthmark on her hand. Then enter her dimension and open the lens of her dimension. Let the light emitted by the three thousand-year-old lotus flowers inside absorb the black mist on her other hand. Then she will be fine."
Feng Wuhen was stunned for a moment after hearing his words, and then he did as the national teacher said. He pulled out the dagger he carried with him, cut his finger, and dripped his finger blood onto the birthmark on Jiang Yimo's hand.
Feng Wuhen appeared in Jiang Yimo's space in the blink of an eye. Then, in the rest area of the space, he found the human-shaped penetrating lens that the national teacher mentioned, and tore off the white cloth on the penetrating lens...
All of a sudden, three rays of light of different colors shot out from the space and took away the black mist on Jiang Yimo's other hand.
Then, Feng Wuhen was also sent out by a mysterious force in the space.
As soon as he came out and stood firm, the imperial master ordered him to leave behind his back.
"She's fine, get out of here!"
After hearing this, Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, picked up Jiang Yimo again, and strode out of Chonglou Pavilion.
The Imperial Master stood on the balcony of the Chonglou Pavilion, looking at the departing figure below. He curled the corners of his lips slightly, shook his head, turned around and walked into the room.
Feng Wuhen carried Jiang Yimo back to the Xie Wang Mansion, but he did not send her back to Wutong Courtyard. Instead, he carried her back to his own courtyard and let her lie flat on his bed. Jiang Yimo did not wake up until the next day.