Ye Lanyin walked out of the main hall, her face full of joy. Wanwan not only hugged the master, but also drew a talisman and took a string of Buddhist beads.
As a mother, nothing is more important than her child being blessed by God.
He carried Lin Wanwan down the steps.
Lin Wanwan held the empty milk jug, which was bigger than her face, and licked it, making little noises.
Ye Lanyin trembled, startling Lin Wanwan so much that she dropped the milk jug from her hand.
"Waaaaah..."
[Mommy, my milk bottle.]
【My Neinei...】
Ye Lanyin felt a little embarrassed; she had been so happy that she had forgotten there was still a step to take.
"Madam, let me help you." A cold, deep male voice sounded from behind Ye Lanyin's ear.
He squatted down, picked up the bulging milk jug from the ground, and handed it to Ye Lanyin.
Ye Lanyin, holding the child, reluctantly reached out and took the milk bottle.
She wanted to see who had helped her, but the child kept scratching her face, so she had to give up.
"Thank you, young master." Her voice was gentle and full of gratitude.
"You're welcome." The man smiled and turned to leave.
Just then, he lowered his head and his gaze fell on the pink handkerchief on the ground.
He bent down again and gently picked it up.
"Madam, your handkerchief..." he called softly, but the figure from before was nowhere to be seen.
Hua Xin, carrying the other amulets given to her by Master Xuan Chan, ran all the way to the gate of Chan Feng Temple before finally meeting Ye Lan Yin.
"Madam, let's go."
[Father, Father!]
[Mother, it's Father.]
[It's my dad, my dad! Waaaaah!]
My dad just picked up my milk bottle.
Lin Wanwan twisted her body, trying to go back.
She felt that this person was familiar, but it took her a long time to remember.
The book doesn't contain much information about her father.
Today she remembers that her father took his son to pray for peace.
Ye Lanyin's heart jolted, her pupils contracted, and all the joy she had just felt vanished.
The man who just helped her pick up her things, was he... the man from that night?
Seeing Ye Lanyin's pale face, Hua Xin was so frightened that she quickly hugged Lin Wanwan.
"Madam, are you too tired?"
Ye Lanyin almost couldn't stand. She had been trying to forget what happened that night, but she couldn't.
She was the wife of the Marquis of Zhenbei, but she was pregnant with another man's child.
Although it was a scheme.
But if others found out, not only would her parents be disgraced, but she would also...
"Huaxin, wait for me a moment. I have something I want to ask Master Xuanchan."
"Yes, madam."
Ye Lanyin turned around and ran back the way she came like a madwoman, looking around frantically.
He would stop whenever he passed by a single man and listen to their voices.
But she never heard that familiar yet unfamiliar voice again.
Dejected, Ye Lanyin returned to the bottom of the steps, her legs numb.
"Madam, it's getting late, let's go back."
"good."
Master Xuanzan was in the Buddhist hall, chanting mantras, as if he were explaining something.
One kneel in worship.
Two kneelings.
Three kneelings.
Seeing that he had stopped, the disciple behind him slowly said, "Master, the Regent has arrived."
"Yes, come with me."
The regent, holding a young boy's hand, accompanied Master Xuanzhan.
Looking at the children beside the Regent, Master Xuanchan sighed.
"Your Highness, you have been praying for your child for twelve years, but the child's condition has not improved."
"Perhaps, if you find his biological mother, you might be able to change his situation."
The regent frowned.
“Master, the child’s mother has been missing for nine years. I was the one who saved the child by chance back then.”
"Over the years, I have searched the entire continent, but have not found any trace of it."
Master Xuanchan sighed, "Your Highness, let's pray for peace first, and I will think of another way."
"good."
“Father, it’s alright. I just don’t know how to smile. Don’t worry about it.”
The little boy held the regent's hand, trying to comfort him.
Looking at his son, who looked exactly like him, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Years ago, he was ambushed and drugged with a soul-separating drug. He hid in a dilapidated house and had an affair with a woman.
When he went back to look for her afterward, the woman had already left.
Ten months later, he chased the enemy to a mass grave and vaguely heard the cry of a child.
As he approached, he discovered an infant lying among the bones, and in a moment of panic, he rescued him.
He originally intended to send the child to Gucizhuang, but the child started crying as soon as he left, so he had no choice but to take the child back to his residence.
When the child was three years old, she discovered that he looked about 80% like her.
He inexplicably decided to have a blood test to determine paternity, and discovered that the child was indeed his.
"Jin'er, didn't you want to be a child who could smile?"
"Father, more than smiling, I want you to be happy." The little child held his large hand tightly, and the warmth in his palm softened his cold face.
He patted his head with satisfaction, "You are your father's child. Your father is happy to pray for you."
The nine-year-old boy had never seen his father so gentle. He tried to smile for his father, but his smile looked worse than a cry.
——
After leaving Chanfeng Temple, Ye Lanyin had no interest in anything and went straight back to her residence.
"Madam, the Marquis says you just took a concubine for him, and he doesn't want to neglect you, so tonight..."
"Go ahead," Ye Lanyin said absentmindedly.
Hua Xin winked at Hua Mei, then picked up Wan Wan and took her to take a bath.
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