Chapter 476

"Benefactor, you don't have to be sad and shed tears. People can't come back to life after they die. Since they have gone to the paradise, the living people still have to take good care of themselves."

The monk looked at the second prince and imperial concubine who was crying silently at the Changming lamp. He hesitated and finally comforted him.

Chu lianyue took the silk handkerchief from Qiaolian and wiped away her tears. She apologized and saluted like a monk. She took the sesame oil pot and poured some sesame oil into the Changming lamp belonging to Zheng family. Then she went to the Buddhist temple to kneel down and recite the Scriptures for two hours.

The monk takes Chu lianyue to the door of the prepared Zen room, reads the Buddha, and then leaves. The Zen room is warm. Qiao Lian watches Chu lianyue go in, then closes the door and stands outside to guard.

Chu lianyue walks into the room and looks at the brand-new futon, a sutra book and a string of Buddhist beads. She sniffs and kneels down to recite sutras.

It was not the Scripture that had just been opened, but a letter without signature. Chu lianyue picked up the letter and wanted to stand up to find the monk. Thinking of the monk's instruction before, she knelt down and had to finish reading the Scriptures before she could get up. She hesitated with her hand holding the letter.

Driven by curiosity, Chu lianyue picks up the letter paper and takes out a thin piece of letter paper. There are few words on the letter paper, but the content is enough to make Chu lianyue cry out.

"What's the matter with you, madam? Are you all right? "

Qiao Lian hears the movement in the room and asks in the door frame.

"Nothing."

Chu lianyue tries to calm down and replies to Qiao Lian. She spreads out the letter paper with her trembling hand and looks at the contents repeatedly.

"Chu Lianxing, Chu Lianxing, you are really brave..."

Chu lianyue didn't know who put the letter in the Scripture, or what the purpose of the person who put it was. But if the content in the letter was true, it would be a big help for her.

Fold the envelope in two and put it into the cuff. Chu lianyue begins to chant the Scriptures devoutly. After reading enough for two hours, she gets up and opens the door.

Kneeling for a long time, legs walking still slightly trembled, but Chu lianyue trembled at the moment is the heart in the chest.

Qiaolian obviously feels that the emotion of the second imperial concubine has changed a little bit, but she doesn't ask much. She helps Chu lianyue to donate sesame oil money.

"It's still early. Let's go to the back mountain. It's boring to go back so early."

Qiao Lian doesn't want to go back so early. She is very happy to hear Chu lianyue's suggestion.

Not everyone can go to the back mountain of Lingguang temple. Naturally, people like Chu lianyue can go there. All the monks they met along the way bowed and bowed. Chu lianyue did not have the airs of a prince or a concubine.

After Zheng's death, Chu lianyue would come to Lingguang temple every year today. Monks of all sizes in the temple basically knew the second prince and concubine, the daughter of the Chu family.

"Look, madam, there are cakes in that pavilion."

Qiao Lian's sharp eyes find that there is a plate of delicious cakes in the pavilion, excitedly pointing to Chu lianyue.

Chu lianyue went to the pavilion and looked at the crystal clear cakes like plum blossoms. She suddenly felt hungry. She looked around and didn't see anyone. She couldn't help reaching out for a piece.

"Is it delicious? This one looks as transparent as water, but it's solidified. There are oranges in it. I've never seen this cake before. "

Qiao Lian swallows saliva and looks at Chu Lian month to eat three pieces in a row. She asks how it tastes.

Chu lianyue nodded. She had never seen this cake before, and it tasted very special. It was transparent and soft, and it tasted sweet when she took a bite. However, when she bit the orange inside, it tasted sour again, which was very appetizing.

Chu lianyue doesn't have much obsession with eating. It's a great proof that the cake is really delicious that she can eat three in a row.

He pulled out the biggest Dongzhu silver hairpin on his head, and Chu lianyue put it beside the cake. As soon as he turned around and wanted to leave the pavilion, he saw a young man in a monk's robe standing five steps away looking at himself. His eyes were very calm, with a far-reaching tranquility that did not match his age.

"This cake is yours? I ate three pieces of Dongzhu hairpin rashly. I hope you'll forgive me. "

Yang Qi's eyes fell on the cake, then moved to the Dongzhu hairpin, and finally turned back to the woman's face.

"Well, if you like to take it away, thank you for your hairpin."

After listening to the monk robed boy's first sentence, Qiaolian thought that not only could she get the beautiful Dongzhu hairpin back, but also she wanted the hairpin. Her eyes widened slightly.

Yang Qi didn't eat the cake made by Wen jinniang, but she didn't think it was a pity. When she watched the benefactor eating the cake from a distance, she was acutely aware that the lingering sadness of her whole body had dissipated a lot. Even she didn't realize that her lips had a slight rise after eating the cake.

Yang Qi thinks that this is the feeling that the old bald donkey talks about from time to time, so he gives away all the cakes. It's just that the Dongzhu hairpin is very good-looking. Yang Qi thinks of the appearance of Wen jinniang with the hairpin, so he wants to leave the hairpin for Wen jinniang to take back next time.

"No, I've already eaten three pieces. It's enough. Thank you for your kindness."

Chu lianyue slowly walks out of the pavilion and intends to leave. Yang Qi looks at the benefactor who gradually walks into and away from her, and suddenly opens her mouth slowly.

"The benefactor is full of melancholy and excited. What she has done may be extremely dangerous. Please think twice."

Chu lianyue's left hand with the letter was slightly stiff. She turned around and looked at the boy walking to the pavilion.

Yang Qi went to the pavilion, picked up the Dongzhu hairpin, took back his sleeve and sat down with his back to Chu lianyue.

"Benefactor, if you can trust me, you'd better stay and have a cup of hot tea."

Chu lianyue later found that the monk robed boy was carrying a teapot in his hand. Except for a plate of dim sum, there was only an empty cup on the table in the pavilion. He should have left to make tea.

"OK, let's have a cup of tea, little master."

Chu lianyue just wants to walk back to the pavilion, but is stopped by Qiao Lian. Qiao Lian looks at Chu lianyue and says carefully.

"If the master doesn't go down the mountain, it will be too late to go back to the house. If..."

"No matter, no one will care, will they?"

Chu lianyue's rhetorical question makes Qiaolian's arm fall down. Finally, she follows Chu lianyue silently to the pavilion.

"Play by yourself, don't follow me."

"Ah?"

"Go ahead."

"Oh, yes, slave."

Qiao Lian doesn't know what's interesting in the bamboo forest. She looks back at Chu lianyue walking to the pavilion step by step. The boy in the pavilion says something leisurely. Although her voice is not high, it's quite clear in the bamboo forest.

"The vegetarian food in Lingguang temple is delicious. You can go to the kitchen and have a look. It's free."

When Qiao Lian heard the last three words, her round eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled up her legs and ran out of the bamboo forest.