Shen Yi stood up and stretched. "Ah, I'm so tired. Let's turn off the light and go to bed."
"HMM. I serve my wife and change clothes."
Lin Yan came over and quietly changed Shen Yi's clothes. Suddenly, Lin Yan saw the mottled red marks hidden under the collar, and the snow-white fingertips suddenly stopped.
"What's the matter?" Shen Yi didn't seem to notice the traces left on her body. She asked in some doubt.
Lin Yan shook his head and said quietly, "nothing."
After the lights went out, they lay in bed. Shen Yi was really tired and went to bed.
At night, the moonlight outside the window was bright, shining on the ground from the window, illuminating the two pairs of shoes by the bed.
Lin Yan looked at the top of the bed. His dark pupils were full of confusion.
Thinking of the familiar erosive smell and red marks just smelled on Shen Yi, Lin Yan's heart was dull and painful.
He turned his head and looked at the sleeping woman beside him. This man was his wife. Just a month ago, he led him and his eyes were full of him. He said to him, "one person for one life.".
Lin Yan's eyes were dim.
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When everyone was happy, a bad news came.
His Highness the third princess was chased and killed by an assassin when she returned to the capital. Now she is injured and unconscious in the house. Her life and death are unknown.
The queen flew into a rage and ordered the imperial doctor in the palace to wake up the three Royal daughters.
Fanyin temple.
"Tick tock -"
In the Zen room, Yan fan suddenly opened his eyes, which were dazed and stunned.
He looked down silently and suddenly broke the agate arm bead.
Only the string of rope remained on the slender white hand. The agate arm beads seemed to be broken pearls, rolling in every corner of the meditation room.
Yan fan suddenly stretched out his hand and covered the place on his chest. Just for a moment, it seemed to become empty.
It seems... Something has left him.
I want to cry
But I can't cry.
So sad
It was more sad than when the girl left.
What is it... Why can't he catch it.
Yan fan sat there stunned, raised his eyes and quietly looked at the Buddha in front of him.
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Then one day the old abbot came.
In the meditation room, Yan fan leaned aside and opened lazily, "old monk, what's up?"
The old abbot looked at him and said, "Yan fan, I ask you, what do you think is fate?"
Yan fan stopped. He hung his long eyelashes and said calmly, "if fate is scattered, things, things and images will be destroyed. Good fate will bear good fruit, evil fate will bear evil fruit, and common fate will fall into the world. Buddha's fate will go to bliss. This reason must be observed and unknown. The mystery and true meaning of Mingyuan are immortal Buddha. If you don't know the mystery and true meaning of fate, you are all sentient beings."
"The so-called fate, the origin never dies, and the fate pin will die." the old abbot sighed, "you have fate and robbery when you hit. The fate pin can be used to meditate. If the fate is not sold, it is robbery. This robbery is a love robbery."
Yan fan frowned slightly, "old monk... You mean?"
The old abbot bent his back and the Buddha beads rolled gently in his hands. He looked at Yan fan with a long sigh, "do you know why I have been unwilling to shave you?"
"Doesn't it mean that I don't understand Buddhism, six roots are not clean, and I can't become a monk?" Yan fan sniffed and raised his eyebrows. "It's really difficult to be a monk."
The old abbot shook his head, "although you have been naughty since childhood, you have a very high understanding of Buddhism. I don't want to shave you because you have a disaster."
"Your Highness the third princess was assassinated on the way back to the capital. Now she is unconscious at home. The imperial doctor saved three days and nights..."