Li Dazui stayed in the temple every day and never left a single step.

She made clothes and shoes for everyone.

Qing Ding sat under the big tree and looked at Li Dazui sewing clothes seriously, and was very puzzled.

When did this girl learn this?

"Master, I think you have done too much and are too skillful."

"Girl is smart."

Li Dazui looked at his increasingly thinner master and felt ache in his heart.

She is leaving.

At night, Li Dazui called the little mouse out again.

"Erase their memories!"

The little mouse flew in front of Li Daxiu and said, "Master, if they erase their memories, then... yours will also..."

Li Dazui was too late.

"Is this necessary?"

"Yes, master, not everything is perfect."

"Okay, let's start in three days."

“Yes, master.”

"Girl, why are we making clothes and shoes every day? Don't be tired."

Shi Ji and the old emperor were playing chess while playing big trees. He looked at Li Dazui sitting beside him, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Why did this girl love making clothes and shoes so much recently? He couldn't bear to let her do it, but this girl was stubborn like the donkey in the backyard.

"Hehe, Master, I'm bored. You can wear new clothes when I'm done. Don't dislike me for not doing it well."

"Hahaha, I must like it."

The old emperor drank tea and said sarcastically, "Girl, am I?"

“Some, some, grandpa also.”

The old emperor felt beautiful in an instant.

He looked at his son who was sleeping on the chair and asked in a low voice, "Girl, why is Qing'er so sleepy lately?"

"Let him sleep, he is tired. Come on, let's continue playing chess."

Shi Ji's explanation made the old emperor not think too much about it.

Time flies, and Li Dazui has passed before he feels he has done anything.

She delivered the prepared clothes and shoes to everyone.

This gift will last one day.

Everyone sat together for dinner in the evening. They happily spoke about the clothes and shoes given by Li Dazui. The topics they said during the meal were all about Li Dazui.

She smiled and squinted throughout the whole process. Li Ruolan sat next to her, wearing clothes made by Li Dazui with his own hands.

"Ah~"

Li Ruolan was afraid that she would dirty her new clothes, so she didn't take any action to eat. She was feeding her mouth one by one.

Li Dazui was reluctant to look at everyone. She touched Li Ruolan's little thorn head. This girl was loved by so many people and she would live a good life in the future.

She can rest assured.

At night, he lay on the bed weakly in the Qing Ding Zen Room.

"Master, the girl is gone, you have to be fine!"

Qingding opened his eyes hard and looked at her, "Good... girl, no... don't."

For some reason, he suddenly felt very nervous, what the girl wanted to do.

"Wuwuwuwu, Master, I can't bear to part with you, wuwuwuwuwu." Li Dazui hugged him, and Qingding's clothes were wet with crying.

Qingding's poisonous hair made him unable to speak.

"Little mouse, let's start!"

The little mouse flew out, and looked at the owner's tears and nose, and kindly handed her a handkerchief.

Li Dazui wiped his clothes directly, "Start, Master, he can't stand it anymore."

"Okay, master."

Li Dazui killed him with a look.

“Yes, master.”

"Can my Buddhist beads be kept?"

"Master, nothing can be done."

"Let's start!"

Li Dazui lay beside Qingding, holding his hand, and she was reluctant to look at Qingding.

Qingding opened his eyes in a daze, and he held Li Dazui's hand with all his strength, "Good... girl, for... she's teacher, no... she won't."

He fainted, and Li Damou touched his thin face with tears in his mouth, "Start!"

A golden light shone, and Li Damou disappeared beside Qingding, and Qingding's face turned rosy.

“What to see.”

When Li Dazui woke up, he saw the little mouse flying around in front of her. She was annoyed when she looked at it.

"Master...you..."

"What are you doing? Let's go away, I'm going to sleep for a while."

The little mouse watched the owner who was asleep again fly aside, but he really doesn't remember it.

After Qingding woke up, he looked at the string of hand beads on the pillow and frowned in confusion.

Why doesn't he remember this string of Buddhist beads?

The place where he covered his chest was empty.

Qingding shook his head, something was wrong, something was wrong.

He got up and went outside, looking at the big tree in the yard, his heart ached.

Why do you feel pain?

"Master, it's early!"

Li Ruolan and Shi Ji walked in from outside, holding a few firewood in her hand.

"Xiaolan, where is your mother?" Qingding asked blurted out.

Li Ruolan looked at him incomprehensible, "Master, Xiaolan is an orphan, she has no mother!"

"The disciple went to bed dumb early in the morning." Shi Ji nodded his forehead.

Qing Ding looked at Shi Ji, "Master, should there be a...girl in the temple?"

Shi Ji nodded his forehead again, "Do not talk nonsense, disciple."

"Is the girl the Grand Master mentioned me?"

Li Ruolan looked at him with beautiful eyes, Qingding touched her thorny little head, and a girl's shadow flashed in her head.

Every senior brother asked, and they all had no choice but to ask if he wanted to return to secular life.

"Son, do you want to return to secular life?" The old emperor excitedly held Qingding's hand.

"No."

Qing Ding turned around and returned to the Zen room.

He picked up the wooden fish and started knocking it. The more he knocked, the more irritable he became. He must have forgotten something?

Qingding sat in the house and didn't come out for a whole day.

He made up his life for one day in the house, and he didn't realize it was wrong until evening.

"Girl, I have a girl. Where is she? Why don't you see me?"

Qing Ding stood up and found Shi Ji, saying that he wanted to practice hard.

He asked Xiaolan to go back in half a year, and she was needed there. The old emperor would continue to stay here if he didn't want to leave.

"Ahhhh, I don't want it. Grandpa is leaving. If I don't accompany me, I don't want it alone."

"Why call me grandpa?"

Qing Ding asked as he looked at Li Ruolan who was rolling on the ground.

Li Ruolan looked at him in confusion, "I don't know."

Qingding decided to send her back first and then go to practice hard. There must be something wrong.

There was a girl in his life, but for some reason everyone forgot her, and he... also forgot about it.

As long as he thinks that he doesn't remember that woman, his heart will be shattered.

After sending Xiaolan back to inherit the throne, he served as the national tutor for several years. Xiaolan was still too young and he was worried.

"Grandpa, are you really going to practice hard? Why?"

Li Ruolan held Qingding's hand and was reluctant to let go.

Qing Ding looked at the Buddhist beads on her hand, "To get an answer."

"What's the answer? Tell me, I'll help you think about it."
Chapter completed!