The breath of the Arhat (1)

The Crown Prince didn't stop him, and Yi Xu went out directly.

He walked out of the eastern Palace.

Master Yi Xu's emotionless face seemed to show an emotion that he shouldn't have.

"I only hope that you can escape this calamity. It's not in vain that the Arhat crossed a thousand years to plan for you and take refuge for you."

A soft sigh dissipated into the air.

Lu huaijiang, on the other hand, was lying in front of the bed, staring blankly at the bloody palm.

Just as eunuch Lu came in, Lu huaijiang hid his right hand under his sleeve, and nothing could be seen.

"Let's see if Lulu's still on fire," Lu huaijiang said casually.

Eunuch Lu was stunned. His Highness did not even allow him to touch it. He was afraid that he was too tired.

He quickly went up to check Lulu's forehead, and he could see through the light without any difficulty.

"Oh, Your Highness, miss Lulu's fever is starting to go down."