Chapter 66: Meeting in the Crowd
Yu Shengsheng didn't agree.
"Just going to take a look, Second Young Master, don't worry."
Yu Shengsheng didn't want to listen to Su Yanshu. Anyway, there were so many people here, and Su Yanshu couldn't do anything to her.
The one crying was a lady. Even in her plain dress, she looked noble and beautiful. Yu Shengsheng felt like she had seen her somewhere before.
Su Yanshu, who followed behind him, was slightly surprised: "Mrs. Liu?"
Mrs. Liu, Miss Liu's mother.
Madam Liu cried and lit a long-burning lamp, tears streaming down her face as she murmured every word.
"Daughter, go with peace of mind. We will still be mother and daughter in our next life."
Yu Shengsheng was surprised. Miss Liu was dead?
He was fine a few days ago, but at Su Zhiyi's birthday party, he was still sarcastic and mocking towards her.
Some people around sighed quietly.
"Miss Liu is so pitiful. She died so tragically."
"Who said it wasn't? I heard that his eyes and tongue were... horribly damaged. There wasn't a single piece of good flesh on his body. He was thrown directly in front of the Liu residence."
"That's right. Madam Liu almost went crazy when she saw it. She is feeling better now. She managed to light a lamp for her daughter. Otherwise, if she died in this way... I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to be reincarnated."
The voice was intermittent, but Yu Shengsheng heard it clearly, and a chill ran down his spine.
Su Yanshu whispered in her ear, "Are you happy?"
Yu Shengsheng looked back in surprise: "What?"
"She humiliated you in public many times, and now she's dead..."
Yu Shengsheng interrupted coldly: "Although I don't like her, I have never thought of letting her die."
And he died so miserably.
Su Yanshu sighed softly, his voice carrying a faint smile: "Shengsheng is so kind, how will she protect herself when she arrives at the Nanshun Palace?"
Yu Shengsheng simply remained silent and ignored him, turning away.
"Where are you going?"
"Walk around or listen to a Zen lecture. It's rare for me to get out, so I don't want to waste it."
…
Jin Baobao carefully carried the box containing the painting on his back, and after Yu Shengsheng left, he wanted to get off the car to deliver the painting.
Just as I was about to reach the car door, I vaguely saw a flash of cold light coming in through the gap of the door.
She quickly withdrew her hand, slightly opened the window, flipped her body up, and landed lightly on the roof of the car.
Look down.
Su Yanshu's bodyguard was about to push open the car door, holding a steel knife in his other hand.
"Hey." Golden Leopard called out.
The guard looked up and was knocked unconscious by a punch from Golden Leopard.
Jin Baobao jumped out of the car, stuffed a few more pills into his mouth, dragged him into the woods, and then quickly ran towards the side door of the temple.
This small door is for monks to enter with their carts and other items on a daily basis. Pilgrims do not come here.
The golden leopard entered easily, stuck to the wall, and slid to the designated place.
Hao Mengye's confidant was waiting for her.
"Why is it you?" Jin Baobao was suspicious, "My lady told me to hand it over to the commander-in-chief."
"Today's situation is special. The commander-in-chief is busy and cannot see you at this time."
Jin Baobao grabbed the straps that tied the painting and refused to let go: "Why should I trust you?"
"...Then come with me and take a look from a distance."
Jin Baobao followed him to a quiet Zen temple, which was guarded by the Red Dragon Guards.
The window in the room was open. The abbot was playing chess with someone, while the prince and Hao Mengye were standing beside them.
"Did you see that?"
Jin Baobao's throat rolled slightly and he nodded slowly.
"Bring me the painting."
…
Yu Shengsheng wandered around casually, seemingly casually, but actually, she was thinking about where Qi Mubai would go when he came here and before the Zen listening began.
Qi Mubai doesn't believe in gods or Buddhas either, but he might follow the flow to the Wenquxing Temple, or go to see the calligraphy stele on the back mountain.
Although she had never been here, she had inquired about it and learned that there was a calligraphy stele on the back mountain of Hongyuan Temple. Legend has it that it was built three hundred years ago. Although it has been somewhat damaged, the calligraphy is still there and many people have made rubbings of it.
Qi Mubai loves calligraphy, so he should be interested.
He turned around Wenquxing Hall and walked slowly among the crowd, his eyes searching as hard as possible while keeping a calm face.
Su Yanshu was also looking around. It didn’t matter whether Yu Shengsheng was having fun or not; safety was the most important thing.
He was following Yu Shengsheng when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother Su, I think it looks like you. It is indeed you. Are you here to listen to Zen as well?"
Su Yanshu turned around and saw that it was his classmates in the academy. They had an average relationship, but there was a hint of competition between them.
I heard that his father went to ask for an audience with the prince some time ago, probably wanting to become his disciple.
Su Yanshu smiled lightly: "Yes, Brother Li, you are here too."
"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here too. Have you gone to see him?"
Su Yanshu shook his head: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has important matters to attend to today and will not come."
"That shouldn't be the case," the visitor was surprised, "My father clearly found out..."
Before he finished speaking, he chuckled again: "Let's go, together."
Su Yanshu was suspicious, but more of a contemptuous one. How could he not know whether the prince would come or not?
"No need, I have other things to do, I'll come back later..."
Su Yanshu turned his head as he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Yu Shengsheng is missing!
Yu Shengsheng walked to the calligraphy stele. There were already quite a few people watching and discussing in front of the stele.
She was not thinking about this, she just wanted to find the person she was looking for in the crowd as quickly as possible.
There was a pavilion not far away, which was slightly higher. She walked into the pavilion and could see the area around the calligraphy stele more clearly.
The pavilion is close to the mountainside, and the wind blows from all directions, bringing with it the fragrance of the mountains and the sound of birds singing.
The strands of silk were entangled in Yu Shengsheng's hair and entangled in her heart.
She pushed aside the hair that was blocking her eyes and closed her eyes slightly to relieve the soreness. Suddenly, she heard a familiar, long-lost voice in the wind.
"The calligraphy stele. I brought paper with me so I can copy it."
Yu Shengsheng's heart trembled along with her eyelashes. She opened her eyes and looked quickly in the direction of the sound.
Qi Mubai had grown taller, thinner, and had a more upright posture. Many scholars wore moon-white scholar robes, but in her eyes, he was...
The most special.
He had a faint smile on his face, his eyes were gentle and firm, different from Su Yanshu's, that was the tenacity, calmness, and composure honed from suffering.
All kinds of feelings surge into my heart like a tide at this moment, and the past scenes have never been washed away or faded by the tide.
The tide surged from her heart to her eyes. Yu Shengsheng tried to wipe it away, fearing that it would blur her vision and ruin this rare encounter.
Qi Mubai took out the paper he carried with him, and as if he had sensed something, he paused and looked up.
Eyes met.
Qi Mubai was stunned, his eyes widened slightly, and the smile that Yu Shengsheng was most familiar with slowly appeared on his surprised face.
At the same time, Yu Shengsheng burst into tears and raised her lips again.
Feeling wronged, yet happy.
Qi Mubai took two steps forward, and Yu Shengsheng slowly shook his head and made a gesture to him.
Qi Mubai stopped - he remembered that this was the gesture they agreed upon when they were in the countryside.
At that time, both of them were having a hard time. One of them was beaten or scolded. When they met again and couldn't get close to each other, they would make this gesture.
I'm fine, don't worry.
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