บท 390: Chapter 389: The Living Dead

The Ninth Prince walked into the main hall, hand in hand with the Sixth Princess, laughing. "Where is the imperial mother?" he asked.

"Imperial mother is worshipping Buddha in the Small Buddha Hall," answered the Sixth Princess in a soft, glutinous voice.

Shan Jieyu was indeed praying at the Small Buddha Hall. Her son had only been gone for a few short days, but it felt like an eternity to her. She didn't know whether his chronic illness could be cured, nor if he had seen his younger brother.

Shan Jieyu tried to repress her nervousness and calmly made her way to the main hall.

Due to her long-term practice of Buddhism, she exuded a strong fragrance of sandalwood. On the surface she seemed calm and collected, but her eyes always held a hint of sadness. Her complexion was white and smooth, with delicate features. Even though she was middle-aged, her charm from her youth was still discernable.