Xiao Zhihua: “?”

Concubine Tong was born in an ordinary family. She was canonized as a concubine and lived in the palace because of her contribution in raising Prince Chen. However, the prosperity of the palace did not erase her original intention. She always behaved in a low-key manner, lived as a widow and seldom went out. If she had nothing to do on weekdays, she would recite scriptures and pray in the house.

Xiao Zhihua was unhappy, "Mother..."

She pouted and said aggrievedly: "Zhihua is about to be kicked out of Prince Chen's Mansion..."

Concubine Tong patted the back of Xiao Zhihua's hand and coaxed her patiently, "Zhihua, don't worry. I have already taught the princess a lesson. She knows what to do."

"Mother, but..."

Concubine Tong made a prompt decision:

"Mammy, prepare some water and wash your hands! You two can recite some sutras with me. When your hearts are calm, you will understand many things. When you understand them, you will not quarrel anymore."

Life is short, just over 30,000 days. Whether you are happy or unhappy, it is also a day. Why not open your heart and live happily?

What's the point of always worrying about what you say, the gains and losses of a few words, making yourself angry and creating bad karma?

Qin Ye lowered his head obediently, "Yes, mother."

Xiao Zhihua was very angry, but her mother had already ended the topic, so she didn't want to bring it up again.

oops.

So angry.

Why doesn’t mother punish Qin Ye?

The prince has changed. Does that mean his mother doesn't love her anymore?

The old nanny brought a basin of clean water, and after the two masters washed their hands, she took them to the inner room.

The inner room is a small Zen room.

There were Buddha statues and Bodhisattvas hanging inside, and smoke rising from incense and candles. The faint smell made people feel peaceful. Concubine Tong sat cross-legged on a ball of cattails, her eyes closed peacefully, beating a wooden fish and chanting Buddhist scriptures softly.

That broad back is simple, kind and approachable.

The old nanny held the tray and whispered, "Princess Chen, Concubine Xiao, your majesty's Zen room has always been about sincerity and simplicity. Please take off your jewelry and I will keep it for you for the time being."

Qin Ye glanced at his entire body and found that he had no jewelry except a silver hairpin on his head.

Look at Xiao Zhihua next to him:

Gold hairpins, necklaces, bracelets, waist pendants, earrings...covered from head to toe.

Isn't it heavy...

Xiao Zhihua took them off one by one, and suddenly she saw something with her sharp eyes, "Why don't you take off the bracelet on your hand?"

That is the Qiankun bracelet, the Qin family's heirloom, and a different dimension that cannot be explained by science.

Qin Ye wore it throughout his two lives and never took it off until his death.

She stroked the bracelet on her wrist and didn't want to take it off.

The old nanny seemed to see how much Qin Ye cherished her, and whispered, "Please rest assured, Princess. I will be watching you closely. When you come out of the meditation room, I will definitely give it to you in good condition."

"All right."

Qin Ye hesitated for a moment and took it off.

Before, she thought Concubine Tong was here to cause trouble and was prepared to fight back.

Who would have thought that Concubine Tong was gentle in her words, humble, and taught her and was partial to her, like a amiable elder.

The two entered the meditation room.

They sat cross-legged, one on the left and one on the right, behind Concubine Tong.

Qin Ye picked up the scripture in front of him, followed the progress of Concubine Tong, and recited in a low voice in a rare calm manner.

Scriptures are often difficult to pronounce and understand, and contain many unfamiliar characters, so it is not easy to recite them fluently.

She read in fits and starts, unable to help concentrating on recognizing the words.

Perhaps I was too serious, and before I knew it, I seemed to be immersed in the scriptures and completely forget myself.

On the side, Xiao Zhihua frowned slightly.

How could a teenage girl read such complicated scriptures?

Those who read this scripture are generally elderly ladies.

Looking at Qin Ye's pretentious look, isn't he just trying to take the opportunity to please Concubine Tong?

She picked up the book, but could not understand many of the scriptures or the words, so she lowered her voice very low, with only her lips moving rapidly:

“Blah blah blah…”

He seemed very serious and devoted.