Chapter 243 Everything Has Cause and Effect

Lu Sui's mother, Mrs. Lu, asked for a pair of blessing amulets for the two of them.

She hung it around Jiang Yueyao's neck with her own hands and looked at her with kind and gentle eyes.

"There's a custom in my hometown where a man and a woman wear a pair of blessing plaques before marriage, and their married life will be smoother and smoother."

"I don't have any wishes now. I just hope that you two will live in harmony and love each other until old age."

Jiang Yueyao nodded gently: "Yes, we will."

Lu Sui held her hand and looked at his mother.

"Are you tired? I'll take you back to the Zen room to rest first."

"No, no, you two can go and have fun. I heard that the red plum blossoms on the hill behind this temple are the most beautiful in the capital. You can take Baoqi there for a stroll. I'm going to the main hall now to listen to some sutras."

As she spoke, she led the people around her and left.

After they walked away, Lu Sui looked at Jiang Yueyao and said, "Let's go. I'll take you for a walk."

Jiang Yueyao was led by him and walked slowly towards the back mountain.

After walking a few steps, Lu Sui glanced at her. Seeing that she remained silent and seemed to have little interest in the surrounding scenery, he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Are you worried about something?"

Jiang Yueyao looked up at him and sighed softly.

"I can't explain it, I just feel heavy in my heart."

"Because of our marriage?"

She shook her head: "It's Baoqing."

"I don't know how to tell you this. I always feel uneasy. She forgot Xuan Ji because of the injury on the back of her head, but this is only temporary. I'm worried that she won't be able to forget him in the future."

"Lu Sui, you don't know how sad I was when she was in a coma."

"Seeing her lying motionless on the bed covered in wounds, if she wasn't still breathing... it would have taken her ten whole days to wake up."

"I know none of this is Xuan Ji's fault, but seeing my sister injured and losing her memory, I still can't help but want to blame him."

"But I also know that Xuan Ji is innocent."

"It was Baoqing who kept pestering him."

"But as her family, we will always unconsciously take her side."

"If possible, I hope Baoqing will never remember him. It would be best if she just forgets him."

Lu Sui pulled her under a big tree.

No one comes here, it's very quiet.

He held the person in his arms and whispered soothing words.

"Everything in this world has its cause and effect. Let nature take its course. Don't worry about things that haven't happened yet. Maybe there will be a silver lining after all this trouble, and there will be an unexpected surprise."

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After two hours, the lecture ended. Xuan Ji came out of the main hall and returned to his meditation room in the backyard.

His meditation room is near the foot of the mountain, the quietest place in the entire temple.

On weekdays, very few outsiders come here.

But when Xuan Ji entered the yard and saw the half-open Zen door, he thought it was the young monk who was in charge of his daily life, so he didn't take it seriously at first. But when he walked to the door of the Zen room, he smelled a faint fragrance, like the spring orchid blooming in spring, faint, but it made his calm heart stagnate slightly.

He changed into soft shoes at the door and walked into the house.

The room was covered with pure wooden flooring and futons were placed on the floor.

At this moment, a woman was curled up on the futon, sleeping soundly.

Xuan Ji paused and stopped two steps away from her.

The room was very quiet, with only her steady breathing and his somewhat disordered heartbeat.

Xuan Ji stood there for a long time.

The girl lying on the mat for so long that she probably felt cold, turned over, and muttered something under her breath.

"Ugh monk...I'm cold."

The woman was mumbling in her dream, just like the countless times in the past two years when she came up to him, acting like a scoundrel and acting coquettishly.

Delicate and soft.

Sometimes she would act unreasonable because he ignored her.

Whenever this happened, she would put her hands on her hips and threaten him fiercely.

"If you continue to ignore me, I'll go out tomorrow and say that you, a bald ass, kissed me last night."

Every time Xuan Ji was forced to lose his usual composure by him.

"You're messing around!"

"Then I'm going to sleep in the same room with you tonight!"

“No!”

"This inn looks like a shady place. I'm scared."

Every time she would find all kinds of strange reasons to stay in his room and occupy his bed.

Every time this happened, he would meditate all night long without sleeping.

After doing it many times, he got used to it...

He was already accustomed to the cold and heat, and there was no floor heating or stove in the house.

She didn't know how long she had been lying there. Xuan Ji took two steps forward, squatted down beside her, and gently touched her forehead with his slender fingers.

No fever.

So he stood up, took his quilt, gently covered her with it, then sat on the cushion by the window and began to meditate.

As the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, his concentration is unmatched by ordinary people.

In the past, he could sit in the snow and meditate for a whole day, and he did it very easily.

But today, after only half an incense stick of time, he was already distracted.

He opened his eyes somewhat frustratedly, his gaze unconsciously falling on the sleeping Shen Baoqing.

He didn't know why she came to him?

Didn't she say that she had already forgotten him?

She is undecided in everything she does.

If I say I like you, I like you. If I say I want to be with you, I want to be with you. Now that I'm back in Beijing, I can forget him if I say I've forgotten him.

But if you have forgotten, why come to look for him?

Xuan Ji closed his eyes.

He knew that his heart was in turmoil.

What does it mean for a cultivator to have a troubled mind? He knows it very well!

Abandoned by his biological parents at birth, he was adopted by his master and followed him to practice cultivation. For more than 20 years, he thought he had already cut off ties with the world and escaped from the secular world.

But her intrusion disrupted his originally stable world.

It's a mess, and I'm afraid there's no going back.

He was upset,

I couldn't stay in the house anymore.

I simply got up and left the house.

As soon as he left, Shen Baoqing woke up.

When I woke up, I found myself lying in an unfamiliar room. I quickly turned over and sat up, but the next second I saw the quilt covering me.

The quilt smells of sandalwood.

Very light.

Clean and smells good.

She folded it and put it aside, stretched herself, and walked out in a happy mood, feeling refreshed and refreshed after a good sleep.

As I walked out of the house, someone came in.

Shen Baoqing recognized that the other person was the monk who had just been preaching in the main hall.

She blinked. "Why are you here?"

Xuan Ji walked out and realized that he had forgotten the Buddhist beads.

His Buddhist beads were left to him by his master, and he never puts them down.

He turned back to get it, and as soon as he entered the yard, he ran into Shen Baoqing coming out of the Zen room.

She had just woken up, her little face was rosy and her eyes were watery and bright.

However, the look in his eyes was no longer as intense as before.

I wouldn't shamelessly approach him the moment I see him, then circle around him and ask some weird questions...

Xuan Ji didn't say anything.

Just staring at her.

His eyes were a little scary, and Shen Baoqing didn't like it.

After frowning slightly, he raised his foot and walked out.

When passing by him, he suddenly stopped again.

She looked up and explained to him.

"Is this your house?"

"Sorry, I just wandered over here by accident and suddenly felt dizzy, so I just found a house to rest for a while."

Seeing that he didn't speak, he seemed a little unhappy.

Shen Baoqing was the first to file a complaint.

"Hey, as the abbot of the temple, you are compassionate. You won't be angry over such a small matter, right?"