The child was carried to the side hall. There are still a few prayers today. Most of them are for blessings. I hope I can have a child, I hope my family is safe, I hope I can get promoted and make money. Most of them are like this, right?

The parents took good care of their son. Their son had not slept peacefully for a long time. He was always groggy and would twitch after a while.

But from the main hall to the side hall, until lunch, his poor son did not convulse again.

"Hada, come here!"

The mother named Ali called her husband. She was actually a little excited. At least an hour had passed and their son had not foamed at the mouth again.

When a mother sees her only son foaming at the mouth every day, when a mother watches her son become thinner day by day, when a mother watches her son's life come to an end, no one can accept it.

Hada was in the yard asking to buy some daily necessities. When he heard his wife calling him, he rushed into the room.

He thought his son was ill again, but when he saw his son lying on the bed very well, he looked at his wife strangely.

"What's wrong with Ali?"

Ali's face was filled with joy, and her voice was choked with sobs. She took her husband's hand and sat next to her son.

"Dadong hasn't twitched for an hour. Do you think it's..."

Ali's eyes were full of hope. He looked at her husband Hada. Hada was originally a fat man. Since his son fell ill, his body has become thinner little by little.

"You mean the holy water worked?"

"Maybe it's that girl?"

Ali's answer was a little uncertain, because even she didn't think that girl was of any help.

"That girl looks so young, younger than our son, it seems a bit impossible."

Neither of them could believe that their son used to have convulsions every short period of time, but unexpectedly he didn't have any convulsions today.

The parents were extremely happy and asked for a lot of holy water from Lingxiao Palace. They kept pampering their son, hoping it would have some effect on him.

But in the evening, when the two of them were full of hope, their son had another convulsion.

This convulsion was no different from the past, and Ali's heart was tugged again. What happened? Wasn't the holy water already given to her? How could it still be like this?

"Dadong, Dadong, please stop twitching, please."

The parents pressed their son's body hard, feeling like they saw hope and then despair.

By the time the moon came over the willow branches, Dadong had already had two convulsions in a row. Although the time interval between these two times was relatively large, their parents were still heartbroken.

At night, their son's condition became the same as before. Ali and Hada were already desperate.

"how so?"

Their family lived in Lingxiao Palace, but the house in Lingxiao Palace was not in vain. Hada donated a lot of money, but Master Yifan refused and allowed them to live outside.

Li Yuezhu helped the child return to his residence today and forgot about the matter, because Tianshi assigned her tasks every day.

Li Yuezhu just wanted to cry without tears, copying scriptures again and again.

There were countless scriptures copied every day, and she couldn't understand these scriptures. She copied them over and over, and there were still many words she didn't recognize...

After Aman left, there were not many people she knew in Lingxiao Pavilion. The little monk who followed her every day was quite interesting, and teasing him every day was a relief from her boredom.

She couldn't get out of the door, but the inside of the door was let go for her.

I was reading at night, and I kept cursing in my heart. Why did everyone else just let me copy it instead of copying it? My writing is so ugly and slow, and I leave no way for others to survive.

I have to copy it 20 times!

I copied from noon to evening.

I don’t know what happened to the child I saw this morning. Li Yuezhu thought first, she didn’t know if the medicine to treat epilepsy would work on him. It was actually quite irresponsible of her to do this. If that child wasn’t epileptic, he would be.

If something happens to her after eating it, she can't bear the responsibility.

The reason why Li Yuezhu did not give all the disposable items to the parents was because he was afraid that they would not be effective.

It's already midnight, and the parents haven't come over to ask him for the medicine. It seems like it doesn't work.

Li Yuezhu freshened up and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Holy Saint, are you asleep?"

The sound outside was very urgent, which has never happened before.

Because the courtyard is full of men, she has a separate courtyard as a woman, and this courtyard is the closest place to the Heavenly Master, so basically no one dares to come and disturb her. It is so late, who is coming here?

Li Yuezhu quickly got out of bed and wrapped himself in a fur coat. Dongyue was located in the north and it was very cold in the morning and evening. Li Yuezhu found it cool to sleep in this weather.

"Who is it?"

"Holy girl, it's me, extraordinary!"

Bufan is Yifan's junior fellow apprentice. The youngest junior fellow apprentice is only 25 years old, and he still looks like a young kid.

"What are you doing here so late?"

Li Yuezhu opened the door and saw two people standing at the door, looking at her anxiously.

"What happened?"

Li Yuezhu saw the father he saw this morning, because what happened to the child after he took her medicine!

"Holy girl!" The father knelt down with a plop, looking at the beautiful young girl begging.

This girl looks to be about ten years old, no, maybe younger. Judging from her facial features, she should be from the Central Plains. I don't know what relationship she has with Lingxiao Palace.

Hada knew about Lingxiao Palace. There were two different situations: living inside the palace and living outside the palace.

As far as he knew, there were only a few people who could live in Lingxiao Palace, namely princes and kings. And how could this woman who was incompatible with Lingxiao Palace be so virtuous and capable?

"Please save my son, I kowtow to you! From now on I will make a statue of you and worship you every day, please save my son!"

"No, no, no, please don't."

Li Yuezhu's time in Lingxiao Palace was not in vain. At least he understood a lot of Dongyue's spoken vernacular. Although he was a little awkward when speaking, it was hard to hear, but he could barely communicate.

"Please."

The father was kneeling on the ground and could not get up, and Li Yuezhu was helpless.

"Then you lead the way."

Li Yuezhu tightened her fur coat tightly and followed her father out of the Lingxiao Palace gate for the first time. Of course, Bu Fan followed behind him.

When he stepped into a simple small room, he watched Ali trying hard to hug her son, hoping that he would stop twitching, but she saw her son foaming at the mouth again, and she drank holy water again and again, but it had no effect at all.
Chapter completed!