Chapter 219: The Cold Buddhist Girl and the Sinister Young City Lord 15
Cha Jiu followed the maid to a quiet and secluded courtyard.
The eldest young lady's wife was rarely conscious and was leaning against the head of the bed, looking listless.
Her personal maid brought her the bowl of medicine, but she refused it.
It was not until she saw Cha Jiu come in that her eyes lit up a little.
"Master!" The eldest young lady sat up straight and looked at Cha Jiu nervously: "How do you know that sentence? Can you see where my husband is now?"
She was still tightly holding the Buddhist beads that Cha Jiu had given her, as if she was holding on to the last bit of hope in life.
Cha Jiu put his hands together, bowed to her, and said, "Young Master, your regrets have not yet been resolved. My Buddhist beads were sensitive to this, so I know that sentence."
"As for where his soul is wandering, I'll have to ask you, madam."
"Floating on the long river and forgetting to return, where was the time between you and him when you first met?"
The eldest young lady was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned red, she looked sad and happy at the same time: "In the pavilion beside Qianhe Lake in Qingzhou."
"I'm going to see him now."
Having said that, the eldest young lady ignored the maid's attempt to stop her and insisted on dragging her weak body out of bed.
Cha Jiu advised: "You should drink the medicine first, otherwise you will not be able to hold on."
This time, the eldest young lady's wife was very straightforward and drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp without even frowning.
The fact that I will soon be reunited with my husband makes even the bitter medicine taste as sweet as honey.
When Shen Zhong heard about this, he did not stop them. Instead, he arranged a carriage for the two of them and only sent someone to follow behind to protect them.
After so many years, he knew the pain in his eldest daughter-in-law's heart better than anyone else.
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Beside Qianzuru Lake, the waves are shimmering, the long pavilion is still there, but the old friends are separated by life and death.
The eldest young lady held a Buddhist rosary in her hand and walked into the pavilion with light steps.
"In the past, he always came here to listen to me playing the zither, and when he was moved, he would compose poems according to the scene." She stroked the stone table with her thin, pale hands and spoke foolishly.
Cha Jiu exchanged the system for bull's eye tears, dripped them onto her fingertips, and gently stroked her eyes.
A familiar figure like smoke and mist can be vaguely seen.
The eldest young lady's thin body trembled, and she moved forward excitedly, but the man retreated and dodged.
She couldn't believe it and murmured, "Husband, don't you recognize me?"
Cha Jiuxu said, "He is not a wronged spirit. He is just a strand of obsession that lingers in the human world and refuses to leave. That is why he is very weak and has lost all his memories."
The eldest young lady's wife was so shocked that she was about to fall.
Upon seeing this, the eldest son's remaining soul subconsciously wanted to go forward and help her.
Unfortunately, he was just nothingness, and he could just pass over the body of his beloved but couldn't touch her.
The eldest young lady looked at him infatuatedly, tears falling from her eyes, with mixed feelings of sadness and joy.
Even though her husband has become a ghost without any memory, he still remembers her!
After so many years of sleepless nights of waiting, the answer finally came at this moment.
The broken soul was also confused: "I don't know who I am, but I know I have to wait for someone here."
The eldest young lady's eyes were blurred with tears: "Have you waited for it?"
The remnant soul hesitated at first, then reached out to her ear.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, lifting up a strand of her long hair that had fallen from her temple.
"It seems I've been waiting for you." The remnant soul suddenly smiled, his eyes tender.
The eldest young lady's eyes burst into tears, she covered her lips and cried silently.
The couple stayed together until dusk.
Finally, the eldest young lady came to Cha Jiu and said, "Master, I have something to ask of you."
Cha Jiu thought she wanted some tears so that she could be with her husband anytime.
But the eldest young master's wife said, "Please pray for my husband's soul to be reborn into a good family as soon as possible."
Cha Jiu was surprised, but agreed.
Before she prayed for his soul to be reborn, she reminded him, "If I pray for the remnant of the eldest son's soul, you will never see him again in this life."
The eldest young lady smiled bitterly: "Although he is only a remnant soul, he has never forgotten the pain of the past. As a result, he is bound in this small pavilion and cannot be reborn. I don't want him to suffer like this."
Cha Jiu sighed and said to the system in her heart: "The Shen family is all like this. If they love someone to the extreme, they would rather suffer themselves than let the other person go."
The system reminded: "Shen Suyuan is nearby."
Cha Jiu didn't see him, and thought that Shen Suyuan must be hiding in secret, not wanting her to know that he followed her.
This person is really worried.
Cha Jiu sat cross-legged and began to concentrate his mind and pray for the remaining soul of the eldest son.
The eldest young lady's wife felt heartbroken as she watched the remaining soul disappear.
"Madam, don't be sad." Cha Jiu opened her eyes and comforted her, "If you live well and do good deeds, perhaps you can continue this unfinished fate with the eldest master in the next life."
The eldest young lady's eyes lit up: "Can fate really continue into the next life?"
Cha Jiu only said: "The merits of this life will bring blessings to the next life."
The figure hiding behind the huge tree moved slightly.
The eldest young lady was very grateful. She put her hands together and bowed to Cha Jiu devoutly: "Thank you, Master. I will live well and do more good deeds for the rest of my life. May I ask your Dharma name, Master? I would like to set up a long-life tablet for you in the Buddhist temple and pray for your blessings every day."
"Madam, there is no need to set up a memorial for me. I still have a marital relationship in the mortal world, and I am always half a step away from Buddhism, so it is not appropriate for me to get too entangled in worldly affairs."
Cha Jiu's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for someone hiding behind a tree to hear.
Sure enough, that person's heart trembled violently.
The eldest young master's wife was puzzled: "Master, you... still have a marriage..."
Cha Jiu smiled: "I am destined to have a marriage, there is no way to avoid it."
Not until the two left did Shen Suyuan's figure appear from behind the tree.
Can fate really be extended by merit?
If it doesn't work out in this life, will they still have a chance to be together in the next life?
But when he thought about the possibility that Cha Jiu would meet other men in her life, Shen Suyuan's depressed chest almost burst.
"Shen Wu."
"I am here."
"When the two states go to war, there will be many refugees. You should send people to set up shelters outside the city and distribute clothes and porridge to the refugees."
Shen Suyuan took a deep breath, but it did not relieve the tightness in his chest at all.
He became even more annoyed and said, "Also, send a team to protect Lianhua Temple and don't let those people from Hengzhou threaten their safety."
Shen Wu accepted the order, but was very confused.
The master has never believed in gods and Buddhas, and never done good deeds. Why did he care so much about giving porridge to the common people this time, and even arranged it in advance?
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Shen Suyuan arranged for someone to send Cha Jiu out of Qingzhou and return to Lianhua Temple.
He did not show up, but stood on the high building, watching from afar the petite moon-gray figure getting on the carriage.
The carriage gradually moved away.
Shen Zhong walked slowly towards him and said with a sigh: "Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself?"
Shen Suyuan remained silent.
Only when he could no longer see the carriage did he turn around and go to the carefully renovated nunnery.
There was no one inside.
There is only Shen Suyuan and his secret desires that are unknown to others.
He stared at the Buddha statue, which showed no emotion, for a long while, and finally walked forward and lit the incense with unfamiliar movements.
"I know clearly that I cannot be with her, but I still want to burn a stick of incense to the gods and Buddhas for the delusion in my heart."
Shen Suyuan spoke slowly, and his deep voice echoed in the empty temple.
"If she really has a connection, I hope it's with me."
Shen Suyuan bowed devoutly and placed the incense in his hand into the incense burner.
At this moment, he would rather hope that the gods and Buddhas could really listen to the wishes of the world and fulfill his delusions.
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Awkward cough, I'll leave the chapter I owed yesterday for now, I'll finish it when I feel better. Everyone, take note of it in your notebook.
I've gotten older recently, and writing feels like I'm exhaling my soul, with chest tightness and shortness of breath.
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