Remembering Old Friends
The footsteps at the door paused.
Gui Yao took two or three steps back into the house. Her almond-shaped eyes were as sweet as candied fruit in the sunlight. She put her hands on her hips and bent down slightly. She tilted her head towards the man with a frown on the bed. Her moist pink lips opened slightly, and her smile widened.
The pretty young lady approached the man like this.
She moved closer, so close that she could see the fine hairs on Ren Beixi's sharp face.
Ren Beixi was indeed tired.
Although the dam issue was handed over to the people of Xianyu Mansion, he has not gone to Beijing yet, even if he needs assistance in handling related issues.
However, when Guiyao is not around, I miss her, and when I see Guiyao, I just want to hold her tightly.
He buried his head and kissed the weak pulse on her neck.
"Sleep a little longer?"
"Stay with me."
Gui Yao stared at Ren Beixi's thin lips and narrowed her eyes: "Sleep alone, this is a pure place for Buddhism, it's not suitable to sleep together."
The man looked a little aggrieved, which was rare.
"But there's only one bed."
"Let's talk about it tonight." Gui Yao couldn't help but stretch out her hand and touched his head with her slender fingertips.
She always felt that whenever Ren Beixi was alone with her, he treated her differently from others. They talked about the young General Ren as heroic, cold, and hard, but the Ren Beixi sitting on the bed before her was like a large dog.
Thinking of this, she had no choice but to coax him half a sentence.
"I'll be back soon."
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, her wrist was suddenly held by a warm palm. Gui Yao raised her eyes doubtfully, but did not use any strength.
The girl's delicate palm trembled slightly when being pinched by the big hand, and then what she touched was the man's rough face.
It’s so warm that it feels like it’s burning.
Gui Yao wanted to retract her hand, but the man covered it and rubbed it. She was obviously stunned. Her ears, which were not shy on weekdays, turned red. For some reason, her voice was almost unable to utter a word. She said anxiously: "Let go, let go, Ren Beixi... you letting go... it's too weird."
"I don't want to accompany you." She drooped her eyelashes, and many cases of hugging and then going further flashed through her mind, and then she shook her head randomly.
As soon as the words fell, the obedient man in the palm of his hand opened his silent black eyes.
He breathed indifferently.
Gui Yao felt wronged when she saw that he was wronged.
If it weren't for the side quest, none of this would have happened. Thinking of this, a clue suddenly flashed through her mind: "Oh, right, you said before that someone wanted to meet us at Yunchuan Temple? After thinking about it, I can only think of one person."
Ren Beixi said in a calm voice, "Huang Shiyu said that Jiuchong told him that after his father died, he wanted you to come to Yunchuan Temple to see the abbot."
"But the village chief is still alive."
Gui Yao was slightly startled.
The two people's eyes were very close, so it was particularly easy to understand each other's intentions from them.
She thought she had to find another way, perhaps to find the answer to the secret of the past, but the village chief's body could no longer withstand the torture. His current state was almost vegetative, and modern medical machines were unable to keep him alive.
and.
Why does the answer lie with the abbot?
While Gui Yao was thinking, Ren Beixi just looked at her straight in the eye, describing her expression, from her delicate lips to her beautiful eyes. He hesitated for a long time before withdrawing his hand that was holding her wrist, supporting himself on the bed, and letting the sleeves of his clothes fall to cover the tense blue veins.
Letting go has never been in his mind.
But why is it that once he meets Gui Yao, his heart feels like it has been gnawed by mosquitoes and ants, with holes everywhere, his desire is insatiable, and can only be filled by her words and breath.
But I didn't dare hold her too tightly.
Gui Yao didn't understand what he was thinking. She reached out and touched him randomly, then said seriously, "The abbot seems to be familiar with the Madam. Ren Beixi, do you know anything about the inside story? I can go and find out later."
Seeing that Ren Beixi was rarely distracted, she didn't know what she was thinking, so she used her fingernails to scratch the slight stubble on his chin due to the fatigue of the past few days.
The man was forced to hide behind.
Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Gui Yao approached him curiously and took a closer look at his jawline.
Ren Beixi's thin lips were tightened, and a day not long after his marriage flashed under his forbearing eyelashes.
That day, he went to the Ren family army's tent to handle official business for a long time and returned home late at night. Gui Yao was lying on the bed, hugging her soft pillow and fell asleep.
He put his arm around her, but found that she might have misunderstood that he would not be home tonight. She was only wearing a lotus pink bellyband. When she felt him resting his head on her slender arms, she tried to break free from him.
In the middle of the night, he got up to pour a glass of cold water.
The small pond outside the window was filled with lotus buds in late spring, with their pink tips slightly exposed. A sudden night raindrop fell into the heart of the lotus, and the petals shyly opened a gap. The wind almost broke the flower stems, and only after earnest enticement did they bloom with the unique lotus fragrance.
The cold water accidentally spilled on their bed. Ren Beixi remembered that night when Guiyao kicked him with her legs out of grievance, and she pulled an embroidered handkerchief from beside the bronze mirror to wipe his mouth, not daring to touch his stubble at all.
"...I hope you are thinking about what I said just now." Somehow, Guiyao's cheeks turned red again.
Ren Beixi pinched her cheeks, making her pout adorably. His voice was a little hoarse, "Well, my mother started worshipping Buddhism after my brother passed away. She once lived in Yunchuan Temple for a whole year. At that time, she met the abbot, Master Jingwei, and they became close friends."
"As far as I know, Jiuchong is also closely related to Yunchuan Temple, but I can't tell you directly."
Gui Yao raised her eyebrows when she heard that. She pinched Ren Beixi's wrist with one hand and slapped him away. She turned and walked out the door. Before closing the door, she poked her head in with a smile, "Have a good rest, husband."
Ren Beixi lowered his eyes.
"Woof woof woof—woof woof? Woof woof woof."
Two dogs huddled in a corner not far away, staring at this side with their bright eyes. The chicken even wagged its beautiful tail, looking very curious.
The man silently suppressed his smile.
Gui Yao passed by the closed window and thought to herself, "Oh my god, I'm going to bang my head to death. It's been a while since I saw a young couple showing off their affection. I really want to see it!"
Don’t listen to Dahuang chanting.
She thought to herself, "Ever since I came here, I've been feeling a bit embarrassed when I think back to what I did in front of animals in my past life."
The system in my mind meowed.
"Wait, where does this prompt sound come from?" Gui Yao asked casually.
She looked up at the bright sun and couldn't help but feel relieved for Tiger Bay. If there was no rain, the water in Xiaohe Village would recede soon, just waiting for the dam to be repaired.
The system said: "This is for the host's privacy."
"Why is it a cat's meow?"
"It seems that the host is short of cats recently."
“…”
Beside the small pond of Yunchuan Temple, the water meets the light green lake, and leaves half fall into the idle water, causing ripples.
I didn't see the big turtle.
Guiyao got lost and walked around the back of Yunchuan Temple for a long time before she found where Baohua Hall was. Seeing the familiar flying eaves and the even more lush camphor tree, she couldn't help but think of what happened here a few months ago.
Also remember, according to the route.
Brother Li Cong should have returned to Beijing for many days.
She had been here for three years, and due to her poor health she seldom went out. It was only after she arrived at the General's Mansion in Xianyu City that she gradually met many friends.
Guiyao was very happy.
She heard someone whispering her name.
An old friend has arrived.
The young lady turned around and saw Jiuchong standing with his hands behind his back beside the empty bell tower. His appearance had not changed much from the night they first met in Chaochun Tower, except that his red clothes had been replaced by red gauze, and the wind blew up the winding black hair behind his ears.
His voice was as seductive as ever. "You don't seem surprised to see me. I didn't expect you to come so soon."
Gui Yao smiled faintly, her eyes bright and proud. "Mr. Jiuchong, if you have nothing to say to me, I will go find the abbot to copy scriptures."
"Don't worry, let's have a good chat."
Jiuchong waved his sleeves upstairs and said, "Come up."
Gui Yao thought for a moment, turned around and walked up the stairs next to her. She secretly checked the position of her dagger with her right hand and found that it was fine.
She stood on the second floor next to Baohua Hall, raised her face, and clearly felt the wind blowing away some of the heat.
Guiyao suddenly thought of something.
She slowed down her pace and walked towards where Jiuchong was just now. She had just stopped with the last three steps to the corner when the bell beside her suddenly rang.
Use drums to move the crowd, and bells to stop the crowd.
She was startled by the sudden sound, and she covered her chest with her right hand. After a slight pause, she raised her eyes.
Kunou stood behind the clock.
The man in red was holding a rather large bell pestle. When he saw her looking at him, he struck the Buddhist bell again.
"Do you know? I was born to ring the bell in Yunchuan Temple when I was young, but I accidentally read the fortune-telling book left by my ancestors, and it unexpectedly changed my fate."
"Gui Yao, I actually don't like asking for people's fortunes, nor do I like changing their fates." Jiuchong's voice was light.
"One day, I began to enjoy changing people's fates."
Gui Yao didn't know how to respond to him and could only let this inconclusive result fall to the ground empty.
Jiuchong, however, seemed to have never considered asking her for an answer, and began to speak without hesitation: "Gao Zhi contracted an epidemic and developed a chronic illness. When he was nearing death, he desperately sought to prolong his life. The imperial physician of the Gui family had retired due to factional strife and was forced to return to the capital. At that time, Ren Dingshan was stationed in the north."
“These are stories from the previous generation.”
Guiyao listened carefully.
It’s not that she had never seen her grandfather, Doctor Gui. To be precise, it was the mentally retarded original owner who had seen him.
After she came here, she heard her uncle mention that Doctor Gui died when she was in her teens, leaving behind a house full of old medical books and several drug stores in Xiaohe Village.
Jiuzhong, who was ringing the bell, raised his chin slightly upon hearing this, but without stopping his movements, he continued, "The first time I changed my fate was for Ren Zhong."
"He has a rather noble character, but his legs are disabled and he can't stand up. When I first met him, he was in a wheelchair. I know that he actually has hatred in his heart. He hates being born into a family of military generals and hates that he can no longer serve as an official in the court."
"Ren Zhong is an excellent person."
"So I can predict fate, but I can't predict people's hearts."
Gui Yao's hand unconsciously touched the huge sacrificial bell, and suddenly she felt an unusual mark. She looked closely and found that what she touched was an extremely rough carving with something vaguely written on it.
...She couldn't see clearly.
"During the Yongchang era, do you know the fate of the four most famous people?"
Gui Yao carefully chose her words and spoke, "The late emperor was in high shackles, General Ren Dingshan, the divine doctor Gui, and the imperial tutor currently in the capital."
There was only the sound of the wind around her. She met Jiuchong's peach blossom eyes and suddenly felt really frightened.
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