Chapter 766 The Tyrant’s Little Princess (18)

"You don't want to get married?" His voice was slightly hoarse, sounding a little hollow in the drizzling rainy night.

Yun Si couldn't see the emotions in his eyes clearly, but she only knew that his eyes were very dark, as dark as a night shrouded in dark clouds.

She hummed softly, and seeing that he didn't seem angry, she continued to tug on his sleeves.

"Chu Yang will be very well-behaved. Even if he returns to the palace, he will never cause trouble to my brother, so brother, please don't rush to marry Chu Yang, okay?"

Que Yan didn't say anything, he just touched her head with his hands, not lightly or heavily.

His eyes were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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The night passed quickly, and everything was peaceful in the west wing.

On the last day of mourning for the Queen Mother, the sky was full of haze, with rain clouds still gathering.

It rained all night. Although it was not heavy, it still stored water on the ground.

The rainwater flowed silently along the special drainage channel, all the way from the temple to the creek near the mountainside.

The rain stopped, and the originally clear stream turned endless blood red.

Like flowers blooming in hell, one after another, crowding the entire river bed.

The morning dew dripped down along the lines of the tall branches and leaves, and when it splashed on the muddy ground, the bodies piled up in a hill beside them were surrounded by flies, buzzing and attracting nearby beasts.

When Yun Si woke up, it was already Chen hour, a full two hours later than the agreed time.

It was a rare day for her to have enough sleep, so she stretched her waist and looked to her side.

There was no one on the bed next to me. It was cold to the touch, and it seemed that he had left long ago.

The temple was very quiet, with the crisp chirping of birds and the sound of brooms falling to the ground from time to time.

Yun Si got out of bed, got dressed, and then opened the closed window.

As soon as the window is opened, the fresh and pleasant wind from outside blows in, bringing with it wet mist, which makes people's tiredness disappear a lot.

Yun Si found that Yingchun didn't come to wake her up, and it was too clean outside to look like she was about to perform a ritual.

When I went out and asked, the young monk said that His Majesty had personally lit incense for the Queen Mother and knelt down in person, which was considered as fulfilling his filial piety.

Therefore, all religious services were kept simple, with Abbot Deshi leading the monks to recite the Transcendence Sutra and pray for the Queen Mother.

Now that the ritual has ended, His Majesty is almost ready to set off.

After Yun Si heard what he said, before she could say anything, Yingchun hurried over.

"Princess - you are finally awake - just wake up, we can go!"

"Now?"

"Yes, everything has been packed up. Princess, just get in the carriage."

"..." She seemed to have gotten up really late.

When leaving Daxiangguo Temple, Yun Si sat on a comfortable carriage, opened the curtain and looked back.

Daxiangguo Temple still stands quietly on the mist-shrouded mountain, like an immortal with a Taoist spirit, about to drive westward.

The bell tower rings and the bells sound long and long. This place is quiet and elegant, far away from the worldly distractions. It is truly a place for meditation and Buddhist practice.

It's a pity...

The little white tiger spirit has never worshiped Buddha.

Yun Si withdrew her gaze and suddenly remembered what Abbot Deshi said to her before leaving.

He clasped his hands together and said, "The donor has been with the Buddha for three years. Although he is occasionally tired, he is always kind and kind. This time, he has formed a bond with the Buddha."

"After the donor leaves this trip, if he can always do good deeds, chant the Buddha's name, and cultivate himself, the sins and debts he carries will no longer exist..."
Chapter completed!