Chapter 51 Meeting Without Knowing Each Other

Yun Fu looked again at the stone steps that seemed to have no end.

The laziness that had been cultivated in her bones by the man emerged. She walked to the man's feet and used her ultimate move -

The head kept rubbing against the corner of the man's trousers, accompanied by a unique soft and sweet meowing sound.

"Meow~" No no~

"Meow meow meow~" I won't leave, I want to be held~

After calling out, it stood up with its front paws supporting the man's legs, as if wanting him to hold it.

The tail behind it was wagging happily, and its round cat eyes were looking at the man.

This is the cute trick Yun Fu has developed since she became a cat, and it works every time on Wei Rong.

However, after rubbing the corner of his pants, the man remained unmoved, with a faint smile on his lips and his eyebrows slightly raised.

It seems to be saying, it’s useless to act like a spoiled child~

Seeing this, Yun Fu leaned against the man's legs, her body softened, and she was ready to lie down and turn over on her stomach.

But I never expected that just when I was lying down halfway, my back was supported and I couldn't lie down at all.

Turning her head, she saw a pair of brocade boots with pine and crane patterns holding her steadily.

A certain malicious man even helped her up and said, "Ah Fu, are you itchy? After we finish climbing the mountain and reach Foguang Temple, I'll give you a bath."

Yun Fu: ...bastard!!!

Knowing that someone was determined to make her climb the mountain, Yun Fu stopped acting coquettishly and turned her head away angrily, then ran away down the stone steps.

Wei Rong looked at the furry figure running away, knowing that it might take a long time to coax it tonight, so he smiled and followed it.

"Afu, run slower and save your energy."

The man's voice mixed with the chirping of birds in the forest, becoming even clearer and more pleasant.

But it was like a devil's sound in Yun Fu's ears, and she ran even faster.

Finally, Yun Fu ran until she was out of breath and lay on a tree branch, sticking out her tongue.

On the other hand, the man in a green robe and with his hair tied up with a jade hairpin looked as if he had come for an outing in the mountains, without a drop of sweat on his head.

Wei Rong raised his hand, his fingers, like carved white jade, looked even colder and paler under the lush shade of the trees.

"Afu, come down, I'll hold you."

Yun Fu looked at the man with a smile on his face and his arms open towards her. She was distracted for a moment, but she immediately came to her senses, turned her head away, and looked as if she didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Don't try to seduce her. She wasn't like this when she was begging him coquettishly just now.

Shen Shi, who was not far away, looked at his own prince standing under the tree with a gentle look on his face. In the past, he would be in disbelief and full of surprise, but now he only had a look of secret contempt.

Shen Shi had thought before about what it would be like if his prince got married and had children, but he couldn't even imagine it.

But since he got the cat Afu, Shen Shi could completely imagine it.

No one else's family raises their children as carefully as his son raises his cat.

In the end, Yun Fu looked at the man's pitiful appearance, and proudly jumped into the man's arms, letting him hold her.

Just forgive him this time, since she is a kind-hearted and cute cat.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. It was already dark when we arrived at Foguang Temple.

The little monk who was dozing at the door looked at the person who suddenly appeared. He was not surprised. He rubbed his eyes and put his hands together. "Donor——"

Shen Shi took out a wooden sign and handed it to the young monk.

The young novice monk saw the wooden sign and said, "Master Yuanheng has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."

Seeing this, Yun Fu was a little curious. Was this a pre-arranged greeting?

Inside the Zen temple, Yuanheng was counting the Buddhist beads in his hands and knocking the wooden fish intermittently.

Sitting in front of the desk, Zhu Qingze had dark circles under his eyes. He shook his sore wrists, looked at the scriptures that he had almost finished copying, took a sip of strong tea, and prepared to finish copying the last few pages.

Yuanheng watched the man copying day and night, smiled and shook his head.

Marriage always takes time. No matter how hard you try, it will only come true when the time is right.

But the man seemed not to understand and only said, "If I had finished copying some earlier, the child might have woken up earlier."

With such a sincere heart, Yuan Heng let him go.

At some point, a lazy cat meow sounded outside the Zen temple, breaking the tranquility inside.

It was also at this time that Zhu Qingze wrote the last word, and the entire scripture was copied.

Yuan Heng stopped beating the wooden fish and stood up from the futon. "The time has come."

"Uncle Yuanheng, the person you asked me to pick up has arrived."

Yuanheng opened the door of the Zen temple and met eyes with the young man who stepped into the temple.

"Donor, long time no see—"

Wei Rong looked at Yuan Heng's beaming face, his gaze finally landing on his belly, which was as round as a jade plate. "It's been a while since we last met. Master, your belly has become much rounder. It seems you haven't let yourself down during your travels."

When Yuan Heng heard this, the smile on his face became even wider. He lowered his head to look at his stomach and patted it. "Just a casual remark~ The donor has changed a lot since the last time we met. I almost didn't recognize you."

Yun Fu was feeling sleepy and hungry at this moment. She felt a gentle gaze falling on her. She raised her head limply and met a pair of gentle eyes.

When the monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha looked at her, Yun Fu did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, she felt a sense of leisure that made her relax unconsciously.

Those eyes were so gentle, as if they could embrace everything, making Yun Fu feel that the monk saw the real her through her.

This feeling made Yun Fu feel a little guilty. She withdrew her gaze and buried her head in Wei Rong's clothes.

Wei Rong felt Ah Fu in his arms constantly trying to get into his clothes, so he slightly opened his outer robe to let it get in.

After avoiding that gentle gaze, Yun Fu's feeling of being seen through finally lessened a lot, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Heng looked at the kitten that only showed him its round butt and laughed unconsciously, "The cat raised by the donor is a smart little fellow."

When Wei Rong heard Yuan Heng praising his Ah Fu, his tone became much better than before, "You have good taste."

Zhu Qingze put the copied scriptures in order and looked at the master who was chatting and laughing outside the Zen room. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he still stood up.

As I stood up, my vision suddenly went dark, I stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, I grabbed the wall beside me and stabilized myself.

I have been copying almost day and night in recent days. Except for eating and changing clothes, I spend the rest of my time sitting at the desk copying scriptures. That's why I feel dizzy when I stand up.

"Master Yuanheng, I have copied the scriptures."

He spoke rudely, not caring that the master was talking to someone else.

Zhu Qingze couldn't sit still as he was thinking about his niece who was still unconscious at home.

Yuanheng turned around and looked at the man holding the copied scriptures, his eyes full of bloodshot.

His eyes fell on the cat hiding in the clothes, and then he looked at the man holding the scriptures. Yuanheng smiled gently, took out an amulet from his arms and handed it over.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Qingze immediately took the amulet carefully.

"Boil it, dissolve it in water, and feed it to the child."

Zhu Qingze's eyes lit up instantly, "Will I be fine if I drink it?"

Yuanheng smiled and nodded, then shook his head.

For a moment, Zhu Qingze was unsure of what Master Yuan Heng meant.

At this time, a gust of wind blew up the scriptures he was copying in his hand.

Yun Fu, who was lying in Wei Rong's arms, seemed to sense something and crawled out. A piece of paper with the scent of ink was pasted on her face.

Struggling to tear the paper apart, Wei Rong reached out and took the paper away.

The first sentence of the scripture copied on the paper is: Causes and conditions have come together, but the opportunity is still lacking. When the time comes, the outcome will be clear.

Yun Fu naturally saw the words above and her eyes fell on the person who spoke.

The man's face was a little pale, his eyes were dark, and his face was full of fatigue. At this time, he was picking up the scriptures that were blown away by the wind.

Seeing this scene, Yun Fu bit the paper with scriptures written on it in Wei Rong's hand, and then jumped to the ground.

Wei Rong saw this scene but did not stop it. He let Ah Fu walk towards the man with the paper in his mouth.

Yuan Heng consciously made way.

Zhu Qingze, who was picking up scattered scriptures, saw a fluffy yellow figure.

He saw a yellow kitten holding a copy of the Buddhist scripture in its mouth, staring at him with its eyes wide open.