Chapter 173: Vicious Female Supporting Character vs. Childless Emperor 17
Ji Yunhuan thought about the ridiculous things he had done and wanted to go back and slap himself!
No matter what mistakes she made, her mother never blamed her, but she always hurt her mother's heart.
"Mom~" Ji Yunhuan hugged her mother's arm, leaned her head on her mother's shoulder, and said seriously: "I was blind before, and I was willing to die for a fickle man. Now I have figured it out. There are many good men in the world. Why should I hang myself on a crooked tree!"
"Don't worry, mother. I really don't like the prince anymore, otherwise I wouldn't beat him. I will never do anything stupid again."
Zhuo Wei was ecstatic. She used 20% of the caravan's profits to get her daughter to change her ways. She felt that this deal was worth it!
"Good, good, good! Good fight! I'm glad Huan'er can figure it out. We can't afford to offend the royal family. Besides, our family can control whoever you want to marry. Go home now and tell your father that everything is fine. Let's celebrate as a family tonight!"
Ji Yunhuan glanced at Xizi who was lying on the cushion. She wondered how her mother would feel if she knew that she had given up the prince and fell in love with the emperor.
Forget it, let’s just make mother happy first.
"Meow meow~~" Xizi suddenly shouted excitedly and rushed out of the carriage.
"The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple is here." Ji Yunhuan lifted the car curtain and jumped out first.
Zhuo Wei also got off the carriage and said in surprise: "Master Xuan'an is here! This is strange. You have never seen the master, so how do you know he is the abbot?"
Of course Ji Yunhuan didn't know any master, but the emperor knew one. At this time, Xizi was meowing around Master Xuan'an, telling him about his painful experiences, and wanted Master Xuan'an to change him back.
Ji Yunhuan said casually: "I guessed, except for the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, who else is qualified to give you the God of Wealth? I thought the abbot was an old monk in his seventies or eighties, but I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome. It's a pity that he entered Buddhism."
Zhuo Wei patted her daughter's arm and said in feigned anger, "This is a sacred place for Buddhism. Don't talk nonsense. Be careful of the Buddha blaming you."
Ji Yunhuan was used to being flamboyant and didn't believe in gods or Buddhas. However, after living her life over again, she did believe that everything was destined by God.
Unfortunately, there are too many suffering people in the world. Everyone asks Buddha for protection, but how can Buddha take care of them?
Zhuo Wei clasped her hands together towards Master Xuan'an and said, "Thank you for seeing me off. You are well versed in Buddhism and have traveled far and wide. I have benefited a lot from our conversation today. Tomorrow I will send someone to rebuild the Sutra Library and will not allow the scriptures to be damaged."
Master Xuan'an was dressed in a white robe and a red cassock, with sandalwood lingering around his body. He had delicate features and a compassionate look on his face.
"I would like to express my gratitude here. Donor Zhuo has great merits. You will surely get great opportunities in the future and your reputation will last for generations."
Zhuo Wei was naturally overjoyed. In addition to the Sutra Library, she also planned to renovate other temples.
Ji Yunhuan didn't believe a word of it. What was the point of leaving a lasting reputation? The monk was just saying nice things to get his mother to donate more money.
In her previous life, my mother did good deeds and accumulated virtue, but she still died of illness on the way to exile, and no one even collected her body.
Ji Yunhuan waved at Xizi and said unhappily, "Xizi, come back. Stop shouting. He can't help you. Even Buddha can't save you. Come back with me."
Zhuo Wei looked at her daughter disapprovingly, but there was nothing she could do about her daughter. She could only secretly decide to donate more incense money to offset her daughter's disrespect to the Buddha.
Xuan An was not angry either. He chanted a Buddhist name and bowed to Xizi. "I am incompetent and cannot help you, benefactor. It is not easy to understand the secrets of heaven, and it is even more difficult to change your fate. Please go back, benefactor."
Long Lin knew that Xuan An recognized him, and he became anxious. If Xuan An couldn't help him, then when would he be able to regain his human form?
Is he really going to be a cat for the rest of his life? He can only watch Ji Yunhuan being bullied, and he can do nothing.
Ji Yunhuan said that he would not save him, but when he was in danger, Ji Yunhuan's first thought was to save his life.
Long Lin desperately wants to become a human. No matter what the cost, he wants to become a human!
“I’m sorry.” Xuan An picked up Xizi who was at his feet and handed him to Ji Yunhuan. “Amitabha, I’m here for the donor Ji. The donor has a great opportunity. Let’s go with the flow. It’s a life or death situation. Good, good!”
Xizi was still meowing, but Xuan An ignored her, bowed to the man and the cat, then turned and left.
When Zhuo Wei heard these ambiguous words, she became quite worried. She wanted to chase after him to find out what was going on, but was stopped by her daughter.
"Mom, don't worry about him, he just wants to trick you into donating more money for incense. Let's go back, I'm hungry!"
The two people and the cat got on the carriage. Ji Yunhuan covered her neck and cried out in pain. Soon her mother's attention shifted to her wound.
The so-called "great opportunity" should refer to the "treasures" that she can use. It seems that this monk Xuan'an does have some abilities.
The future may be dangerous, but there is always a glimmer of hope. If she can save the emperor, she doesn't believe that she can't save the Prime Minister's Mansion!
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After returning home, Xizi was in low spirits.
Master Xuan An’s words made him feel very uneasy. Perhaps he should have died, but Ji Yunhuan saved him, so he survived.
What about Ji Yunhuan? What will happen to her? What kind of consequences will she bear? Will she die?
Long Lin was extremely panicked. If it came down to exchanging one life for another, he would rather die in a rainy night.
Ji Yunhuan thought that Master Xuan'an was talking nonsense, but he knew the master's skills. Without the master's guidance, he would not be able to ascend to the throne.
What should he do to protect her?
Ji Yunhuan came back after dinner with her family. She was no longer obsessed with Long Haochang. Her father, mother and elder and second brothers were all very happy. She also drank a few glasses of wine and felt dizzy.
Seeing Xizi lying on the bluestone slabs in the yard, Ji Yunhuan reached out and hugged the soft Xizi into his arms and kissed her hard.
"Xizi is so good, he even knows to wait for his master to come back, and then he will give him a kiss as a reward!"
Xizi took the initiative to walk forward and pressed his furry face against Ji Yunhuan's face, with tears glistening faintly in his clear blue eyes.
"Ji Yunhuan, you must not die. Just wait. When I regain my status, I will make you the Princess Protector of the Nation. I will give you whatever you want. Forget about beating up the Crown Prince. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I will cover it for you!"
Ji Yunhuan was so drunk that she didn't use the "cat language translator". She just felt that Xizi was particularly clingy today. Not only did he call her sweetly, but he also took the initiative to throw himself into her arms.
Qiao Yue came out from the room and helped the drunken lady to bathe and change her clothes.
Xizi was rubbing his body slowly on a piece of white cotton cloth. He was not a cat, so he could not lick his fur by himself and he could not take a bath every day, so he could only rely on cotton cloth to clean his body.
After Ji Yunhuan returned to the room, he found that Xizi was not in the cradle. There was a small bulge on the bed, and a furry white head poked out from it.
"Meow~~"
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