Only Taoist Jing'an saw the clue, "I fear it's the soul of the Sixth Prince."
"Is there still hope?" Emperor Anqing asked.
Yu Nianzhao said, "Let's keep him hanging by a thread for now. His soul is here, but can't return. I'll find a way to help him get back."
The soul is right here?
Mr. Lin and Mr. Dong exchanged glances, feeling a sense of dread.
"Do you want to see?" Yu Nianzhao asked with a smile that seemed both genuine and not.
Mr. Lin and Mr. Dong quickly shook their heads and waved their hands, "There's no need."
"He's not completely dead yet, what are you afraid of?"
Yu Nianzhao muttered as Mr Chen arrived just in time, using top-quality lingzhi and ginseng to hold a breath for Nan Guili.
Mr Chen shook his head, "I'm afraid he might only last for three or four days, at most."
Yu Nianzhao slightly raised her chin, "Three days are enough!"
