It has been almost two years since Yue Qingling left the palace.
In the past two years, the imperial palace of the Dragon Saint Kingdom has undergone a complete transformation.
During Long Zhuyu's reign, the palace was adorned with flowers, exuding understated luxury.
Now, this place has become magnificent, bright, and ostentatious.
It has a style reminiscent of Leng Feiran.
He held Huang Xinning's hand and they walked slowly like that.
Having not seen each other for so long, the two were surprisingly awkward and didn't know what to say to each other.
"Ning'er, I really had no choice at the time..."
Yue Qingling offered a sincere apology.
Huang Xinning smiled slightly and said, "It's alright. Actually, I really don't believe you're dead. My husband isn't that fragile."
After she said that, she looked somewhat dejected.
Yue Qingling's plan only involved Lin Qingyu, while she herself was kept in the dark.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shed tears.
When Yue Qingling saw that she was crying again, she gently hugged her and found a clean handkerchief to wipe her tears.
He glanced at the back garden and coaxed her softly, "Master, how about I take you to a secluded cave so we can enjoy ourselves first?"
"No, you should go see Zhu Yu first."
Huang Xinning burst into laughter through her tears, and two blushes rose on her oval face.
Seeing this, Yue Qingling felt a strong urge to try it herself.
The gentle woman smiled shyly, and he really couldn't resist.
"Ning'er, I..."
Huang Xinning naturally understood what he meant. She patted Yue Qingling's arm and said softly, "Bear with it. You've already endured it for so long. Talk to Zhu Yu first."
"Okay, let's hurry up!"
Yue Qingling, in a great hurry, led a blushing Huang Xinning to the outside of a Zen temple.
Leng Feiran even built a Zen temple for Long Zhuyu in the back garden, where he chanted Buddhist scriptures quite formally.
After Huang Xinning arrived at the door, she stood there and refused to leave.
She smiled gently and said, "Go inside, I'll sit by the door for a while."
Yue Qingling was taken aback. He asked in confusion, "What are you doing sitting outside in this freezing weather?"
Huang Xinning looked at the blue sky and smiled gently, saying, "It's been so long since I've enjoyed basking in the sun so easily. Let me feel good for a while."
The person she longed for had come to her side, and all her worries and anxieties had dissipated.
She can finally relax and enjoy the sunshine, experiencing the tranquility of life.
Moreover, she didn't want to disturb Long Zhuyu and Yue Qingling's meeting.
She had a good relationship with Long Zhuyu and didn't want to see her best friend spend her life in seclusion, living a life of quiet contemplation.
"You are all quite understanding."
Yue Qingling smiled and pushed open the door to go inside.
There is an incense burner in the courtyard, with incense burning.
The main gate of the house was open, revealing a large Buddha statue.
A tall, slender figure was kneeling in front of the Buddha, chanting scriptures with focused concentration.
Beside her were two nuns, striking wooden fish and reciting scriptures.
Seeing this, Yue Qingling couldn't help but sigh.
Long Zhuyu was quite devastated.
“Benefactor, this is a sacred Buddhist site. Please do not disturb it.”
When the two nuns saw Yue Qingling enter, they immediately stopped what they were doing and sternly stopped her.
Since they didn't know Yue Qingling, they naturally had to send this uninvited guest away.
Yue Qingling spread her hands and smiled, "I am also devoted to Buddhism, so I have come to visit Master Zhu Yu."
After he finished speaking, he saw Long Zhuyu's back begin to tremble uncontrollably.
That skeletal appearance, like a withered tree coming back to life in spring, gradually regained its vitality.
But Long Zhuyu did not turn around.
She controlled her tone and said softly, "You can go out first. This is an old friend of mine."
The two nuns wanted to persuade Long Zhuyu to be celibate, but when they thought of Long Zhuyu's daughter, Long Qilan, they felt a little scared.
Who knows when that princess will come over with a gun and poke them a couple of times?
They left the place with lingering fear.
Yue Qingling then slowly approached.
He sat calmly on the prayer mat beside her, looking at the golden Buddha in front of them side by side.
Long Zhuyu dared not look at him, but stared blankly at the Buddha statue.
She murmured, "Lingyue, it's been a long time."
Yue Qingling smiled: "Elder Hongyu, it's been a long time."
The two pseudonyms represent the happiest time in Long Zhuyu's life.
But just like a fake name, was this period of time also fake?
Long Zhuyu's eyes instantly welled up with tears. She lowered her head and choked out, "Qingling, please don't see me. I feel I'm deeply sinful. To the country, I indulged in pleasure. To my family, I failed to uphold the virtues of a wife."
From now on, I will spend my days with the dim light of the lamp and the ancient Buddha, washing away my sins.
"You...you should go find Qilan."
Yue Qingling sighed softly: "Are you in a lot of pain right now?"
Long Zhuyu's tears dripped down, but she was too lazy to wipe them away.
She nodded and cried, "Yes, I feel sad when I see you."
I feel like I'm the one who hurt you.
I'm sorry.
I don't deserve your love.
All I can do is chant sutras over and over again, praying for your happiness in life…
Yue Qingling reached out and gently placed her hand on her shoulder, wanting to hug her and comfort her.
Long Zhuyu shook her thin shoulders and protested, "No, no, I'm a nun now."
Qingling, you can go now. I'll be happy just to see you once.
That's enough.
You must live well from now on and be kind to Qilan.
"I'll suffer alone."
Yue Qingling reluctantly withdrew her arm.
He looked at Long Zhuyu and said softly, "Can I see your head? I've never seen a pretty nun before."
Long Zhuyu: "..."
You've only just met me, and you're already looking at my head?
Are you really that insensible?
Did all those tears I shed go to waste?
A hint of anger appeared on Long Zhuyu's ashen face. She scolded, "You even flirt with nuns? Did you just leave after looking?"
Yue Qingling chuckled: "Let me see first, I've never seen a bald guy before."
"You're really... ruining the mood!"
Long Zhuyu was repenting properly, but his interruption disrupted her, and she lost much of her sorrow.
She could only gently remove her nun's hat and say, "Leave after you've finished looking."
Yue Qingling saw a smooth head with beautiful features below the forehead.
He felt that the scene before him was quite impactful.
While beautiful hair is important for a woman, if her features are too beautiful, then being bald can actually enhance her appearance.
He couldn't help but reach out and place his hand on Long Zhuyu's head.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Let me touch it, don't be stingy."
Yue Qingling held Long Zhuyu's arm with her other hand, and couldn't help but gently stroke the top of her head with that hand.
It was shaved quite cleanly, and its little head had a bluish sheen and felt a bit cool to the touch.
Long Zhuyu's face turned bright red.
She never imagined that Yue Qingling would stroke the top of her head like that.
However, after being caressed by his warm hands, she felt somewhat confused and infatuated.
The sorrow in his heart seemed to slowly dissipate with the movement of his palm.
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