e bed, seemed restless. She kept waving her weak little arms. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep. 。Looking at her, who had finally calmed down, Ning Feng let out a long sigh of relief, wiping the sweat..."Your Highness, your wounds are not yet healed. The journey to Lanshan Temple is long and arduous. You should..." Today was the first day of the month. Qian Sichen, as usual, instructed Ling Tian to prepare for her, as she was going to Lanshan Temple to pray for the Empress Dowager's health. However, Ling Tian felt that with his injuries, it wasn't suitable to travel so far... 。"Ling Tian, this palace said that I will go every first day of the month, don't say now this palace's injury is almost healed, even if it's climbing, this palace has to climb there." 。t things to turn out like this. If there were no guests, who would she arrange the play for tomorrowQing Luo thought for a moment, then said: "It's not that everyone has left. Some of the old master's...