Su Mengyan said with a smile: "Master, you are too polite."
At this time, the monk looked at Situ? and said, "The donor is injured."
At this moment, Su Mengyan suddenly remembered that when Situ came out for the last time, he was hit on the back.
So I asked nervously, "How are you?"
Without looking at Situ, I knew that he must have suffered minor injuries.
The senior monk suggested: "The temple is quiet and perfect for recuperation. If the almsgiver doesn't mind, then you can recover in the temple before leaving."
Faced with the monk's kindness, Situ Yao couldn't refuse, so he had to stay in the temple with Su Mengyan to recuperate.
In this temple, the two of them seemed to be isolated from the outside world. Without those troublesome things, they were happy to have some free time.
Little did they know that within just a few days, the news of Situ Yao's heroic act of saving lives spread throughout the capital.
The people all said that the prince cared about the world and was willing to hurt himself to save the monk. The storytellers in teahouses and taverns even exaggerated the story and spread it around. The story was so exciting that people applauded after hearing it.
"Your Highness the Third Prince, people are now saying that Your Highness the Crown Prince has the world in his heart. If...if he becomes the emperor, it will be a blessing for the people." The person sent by Situ Zhao to gather information spoke hesitantly, fearing that Situ Zhao would punish him if he was unhappy.
Upon hearing this, Situ Zhao reached out and overturned the sandalwood table in front of him. His eyes were red and his chest was heaving violently. This look was too frightening. The young guard quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
Why does Situ Yao always have good things happen to him? Why do people support him so much in everything he does, while no one likes him?
Thinking of this, Situ Zhao clenched his fists, his eyes full of ferocity.
"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" A charming female voice came over. Situ Zhao raised his head slightly and saw Cui Mixue walking towards him calmly.
"You still ask me what's wrong? Now the people in the city are all praising Situ Yao's ability, and I am still disliked by the monks. Isn't it all because of your bad idea!" Situ Zhao's face turned pale, and his voice unconsciously became a little louder.
"I was just too anxious. Now that things have come to this, let's stop complaining to each other and think of some way to deal with them." Cui Mixue smiled awkwardly and continued, "I think Su Mengyan must have helped Situ Yao a lot behind the scenes. Situ Yao also regards her as the apple of his eye. Since we can't touch Situ Yao, let's start with Su Mengyan."
Situ Zhao's face was filled with disdain when he heard this: "You make it sound so easy, but have you thought about what to do? Don't try to steal the chicken and end up losing the rice again."
Cui Mixue's expression froze slightly, but she suppressed the anger in her heart, trying to keep her expression gentle, and slowly said: "I do have a plan, you may want to listen to it before making a decision."
As she spoke, she moved to Situ Zhao's side and whispered something in his ear. His expression gradually relaxed and he revealed a satisfied smile.
The days in the temple were particularly peaceful. After all, Situ Yao was injured and it was not convenient for him to move around on weekdays, so Su Mengyan took care of his daily life all the time. In her spare time, she liked to wander around.
Su Mengyan was walking aimlessly in the backyard when she suddenly saw a figure under a big tree in front of her. She wanted to go up and take a look. When she got closer, she found that it was a monk studying scriptures.
Seeing Su Mengyan coming, he put on a kind smile and slowly said, "Female donor, you are here."
"I came out for a walk when I had nothing to do. I hope I didn't disturb you." Su Mengyan nodded slightly as a greeting and spoke politely.
The monk shook his head, his eyes full of kindness: "It's okay, this place is quiet and peaceful, and I am also here to gain enlightenment and understand some more truths."
Su Mengyan found the scripture in the monk's hand familiar and pondered for a moment before she recalled the past.
She remembered that she had heard people talk about Buddhism in modern times and was quite interested in it at the time, so she bought some classic works and read them, and also found some video explanations to watch. She found them magical, so she can still remember a few things now.
"I have some knowledge about this. If you don't mind, I can tell you about my thoughts." Su Mengyan said with a faint smile.
Su Mengyan felt that if she talked more with the monk, she would gain some insights, and maybe once they became close, the monk could even help Situ Yao.
Hearing this, the monk immediately became interested and said with a smile, "Madam, you are joking. I would love to have someone to meditate with me."
With the monk's permission, Su Mengyan stepped forward and started chatting with the monk, telling him everything she had learned in modern times. The monk's eyes were full of praise when he heard the wonderful parts, and some theories that only came into being in later generations made the monk suddenly enlightened.
"I never thought that the donor has such profound insights into Buddhism at such a young age. I am really ashamed of myself." The monk said in amazement.
Su Mengyan smiled and said modestly, "You are too polite, Elder. I only know a little bit about this and cannot be compared with you. If there is nothing else, I will come to see you another day."
"Okay, you can come and visit me often in the future. It's really rare to have a true friend in life." The monk said with emotion.
From then on, the monk often visited Situ Yao where he was recuperating, and sent him all kinds of supplements, which helped him get better and better.
Su Mengyan just chatted with the monk about life and Buddhism, and her life was quite comfortable.
As the days passed, Situ Yao recovered and was about to set off for the palace the next day.
The monk rushed over after hearing the news, with a look of melancholy on his face. After meeting Situ Yao, he called Su Mengyan out.
"Thank you for taking care of me these days. I don't have anything to give you, but don't worry, the East Palace will send someone to deliver the gift later." Su Mengyan smiled gently, but there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes.
I have lived here for so long and have developed feelings for it. The monk is a kind person and treats me very well. He even regards me as a close friend. I feel a little sad to leave so suddenly.
The monk sighed and slowly said, "I don't lack material possessions, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to meet you again in the future."
Seeing the monk's melancholy, Su Mengyan felt a little sad, but she still smiled and said, "Don't say that. Didn't you say I was your confidant? Then I will come to see you as soon as I have time. Don't think I'm annoying then."
"If that's the case, I would be so happy." The monk's brows relaxed after hearing Su Mengyan's words, and a hint of expectation appeared in his eyes.
The next day, when getting on the carriage, although Su Mengyan was reluctant to leave, she still waved goodbye to the monk. However, when she turned around, she was stopped by someone.
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