On the bustling streets, the cries of vendors could be heard everywhere.
Chi Qiangwei led Song Fanze and his young disciple through the crowd.
The people saw two monks again, accompanied by a beautiful girl in red.
Everyone's eyes turned to look at them with curiosity.
Suddenly, someone recognized the tall young monk as Master Fanze, a high-ranking monk in the temple.
They all ran over and knelt down in worship.
Hands clasped together.
"Amitabha!"
Song Fanzhe quickly went over and helped them up, saying, "No need to kneel, everyone please get up."
Chi Qiangwei and her junior disciple also went to help the people behind them up.
After the people left.
Song Fanze and Chi Qiangwei continued walking.
Chi Qiangwei saw a candied hawthorn being sold by the roadside, and the bright red fruit was her favorite color.
She quickly ran over and bought two candied hawthorns.
She had one in her mouth and offered one to Song Fanze.
"Master Fanze, here you go!"
Song Fanze clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, benefactor, but I won't eat."
Chi Qiangwei insisted on serving it to him, saying, "You eat it, it's delicious."
Song Fanze: "I don't like eating this."
Chi Qiangwei said, "It's really delicious, you'll know once you try it."
Song Fanze said, "Those who have left home to become monks do not value the desires of food and drink."
Chi Qiangwei said, "You monk are really boring."
The young disciple beside him immediately said, "What are you saying, you flower spirit? These things are mixed with too many impurities and are not suitable for Master Fanze's cultivation."
Chi Qiangwei pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Chi Qiangwei said, "Master Fanze, I'll leave you here."
Song Fanzhe nodded and prepared to leave.
Chi Qiangwei suddenly called out to him again, "Master Fanze, if Xu An has another relapse, will you still come down to save him?"
The young disciple couldn't help but say, "Flower fairy, don't push your luck!"
Chi Qiangwei snorted at the little monk and then left.
...
Wan Rou stayed by Xu An's bedside, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead caused by the pain.
At this moment, Wan Rou's mother walked in and glanced expressionlessly at Xu An, who was lying on the bed looking sickly.
He said, "Xiaorou, come out with me for a moment."
Upon hearing this, Wan Rou glanced at Xu An on the bed and then left.
Outside, Wan's mother grabbed her daughter's hand and said, "Xiaorou, you've done a good job taking care of Xu An. Shouldn't you come home with me?"
Wan Rou pulled her hand away from her mother's hand. "Mother, I like my cousin. I want to stay by his side."
Wan's mother said, "You silly child, what's so good about that Xu An? Besides, he's almost dead."
Wan Rou said unhappily, "Mother, I won't allow you to talk about Brother Xu An like that. He won't die."
“He and I grew up together since childhood, we were childhood sweethearts, and we were even engaged. You watched Xu An grow up, Mother. What you’re doing is just too heartless.”
Mother Wan said, "My silly child, the past is the past, and the present is the present. Things are different now. When the Xu family still had their fortune, he was at least a young master. Look at how the Xu family squandered their entire fortune to treat Xu An's illness."
"He's just a poor kid now, sick and still needs someone to take care of him, and he could die at any time. Do you want to live a life of widowhood with him?"
Wan Rou said, "Mother, I love my cousin. I've loved him since I was little. I won't marry anyone but him. And, Mother, please don't be so pessimistic. My cousin's illness will get better."
"When the renowned monk Master Fanze came today, Xu An's complexion immediately improved a lot."
Upon hearing this, Mother Wan was somewhat surprised. "Master Fanze would actually come down the mountain personally to treat Xu An's illness?"
“Yes.” Wan Rou pouted, “But it’s all thanks to that Chi Qiangwei; she’s the one who brought them here.”
Mother Wan was surprised again, "Chi Qiangwei? It's her? What's her relationship with the high monk?"
Wan Rou shook her head, "I don't know, but he came down as soon as Chi Qiangwei called him."
She had previously gone to the temple to pray to that high monk, but he hadn't been able to bring her down.
Upon hearing this, Mother Wan said nothing, but instead said, "Even if you like Xu An, don't forget that you have a rival, Chi Qiangwei."
"Although Chi Qiangwei's origins are unknown, and we don't know where she came from, her affection for Xu An is no less than yours, and perhaps even greater. Moreover, she has the ability to invite a high-ranking monk to cure Xu An's illness. But what can you do for Xu An?"
Wan Rou fell silent upon hearing this.
Mother Wan continued, "If Xu An is really cured, when he wakes up, the only person he will remember is Chi Qiangwei. His benefactor will only be Chi Qiangwei, not you, who stays by his bedside day and night to take care of him."
Wan Rou turned pale upon hearing this.
"Mother, stop talking. Anyway, I won't give up on Xu An. In the end, Xu An might not even belong to Chi Qiangwei."
Upon hearing this, Wan's mother sighed, tapped her forehead, and said, "How could I have given birth to such a foolish daughter like you?"
Now she actually hopes that it was Chi Qiangwei who stole Xu An, so that her daughter would back down.
She couldn't quite understand how a sickly young master from a fallen family could make two such beautiful girls so devoted to him.
If it were the Xu An of the past, it would be understandable, but the current Xu An no longer has the impressive family background and handsome appearance he once had.
After Wan's mother left, Chi Qiangwei returned.
When Wan Rou saw her, she said, "Chi Qiangwei, I will not give up on Xu An. You can't take him away from me."
Chi Qiangwei said, "Although you and Xu An are childhood sweethearts, Xu An loves me."
Having lived through seven lifetimes, Chi Qiangwei knew clearly that Xu An and Wan Rou were destined to be apart and would never be able to marry.
Even in the next life, Wan Rou and Xu An are destined to be together but not to stay together.
Wan Rou said, "So what? Xu An and I grew up together, and our feelings for each other are deep. It's not something an outsider like you can easily interfere with. Besides, given Xu An's current situation, only someone with my family background can give him a bright future."
"And you? We don't know where you came from, you have no father or mother, and your background is unknown. If you get married in the future, the people of Shicheng will not agree to it."
Chi Qiangwei smiled, didn't argue with her, and went to see Xu An.
Wan Rou couldn't stand her acting like this, as it made her seem like a unreasonable and nagging woman.
She snorted and followed her to Xu An's bedside.
Xu An opened his eyes and looked weakly at Chi Qiangwei, "You sent the high monk away."
Chi Qiangwei nodded, "Yes, it was delivered to the foot of the mountain."
Xu An hummed in agreement.
He said, "Thank you for taking care of me these past few days, and thank you for finding a high-ranking monk to treat my illness."
Chi Qiangwei said, "These are all as it should be."
Wan Rou stomped her feet beside him. Just as her mother had said, he hadn't remembered any of her good deeds. She couldn't help but defend herself.
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