"Don't be in a hurry, let's go to the inn first." Ye Chen smiled.
He saw a hint of the emotions buried in Mingyuan's heart in Mingyuan's eyes.
The three of them arrived at the inn, and Miao Xiaorou had been waiting there for a long time.
She was dressed in plain clothes, pure and elegant, like a lotus emerging from the water.
When she saw Mingyuan, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Mingyuan..." she called softly.
Mingyuan took a deep breath and walked in front of her.
"Miss Miao, you are here."
"Well, here I come, you can't run away this time!"
Miao Xiaorou raised her chin slightly, her eyes determined, and stretched out one hand as if to grasp.
"Miss Miao, there are some things I must make clear to you."
Mingyuan clasped his hands together and spoke in a firm tone.
Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen looked at each other, then tactfully walked aside and secretly watched the two of them.
"I know what you want to say." Miao Xiaorou glared at Mingyuan and said domineeringly.
"I don't care about those Buddhist rules. Our marriage was arranged by our parents and the matchmaker. The Buddhist sect has no right to interfere."
"Ms. Miao, I have entered Buddhism, so I should sever all worldly ties. This engagement is a thing of the past for me."
"This humble monk is devoted to Buddhism and seeks only the true meaning of Buddhism. I hope Miss Miao will help me."
Mingyuan clasped his hands together, looking very sincere.
The street outside the inn was bustling with people, but the atmosphere inside was unusually solemn.
"Devote yourself to Buddhism and seek only the true meaning of Buddhism?"
Miao Xiaorou's eyebrows were raised and her almond-shaped eyes were wide open.
Her chest was heaving with anger, and her pretty face was full of rage.
"What a devoted devotee to Buddhism! Then what about disobeying your parents' orders?"
"If you don't respect your parents' orders, how can you devote yourself to Buddhism? How can you find the true meaning of Buddhism?"
A series of rhetorical questions bombarded Mingyuan like a machine gun.
Mingyuan was suddenly speechless. Disobeying his parents' orders was disobedient and unfilial. How could he find the true meaning of Buddhism?
As a disciple of Buddhism, how can he break the precepts by marrying a wife!
He was caught in a dilemma, began to feel lost, and his faith in Buddhism began to waver.
Mingyuan frowned, his eyes full of struggle and confusion
Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen looked at each other and both noticed that something was wrong with Mingyuan.
"Mingyuan, keep your mind steady."
Ye Chen's expression was serious. He took a step forward and patted Mingyuan on the shoulder.
“Everything has multiple sides. Just go with the flow and pursue your true heart.”
Xiao Wuhen had a sincere look on his face and was also trying to comfort him with a sincere tone.
Mingyuan is a rare Buddhist genius in a thousand years. He quickly calmed his mind and became composed.
"What the two donors said is absolutely right."
Mingyuan took a deep breath and clasped his hands together.
"I am obsessed with appearances."
"I'm feeling rather upset about what happened today, so how about a few drinks?"
When Ye Chen heard this, he immediately smiled.
"Just what I want!"
Xiao Wuhen also smiled and nodded.
"Then let's drink to our heart's content!"
Even Miao Xiaorou changed her previous dominance.
"Drink if you want, who's afraid of who?"
Xiao Wuhen called the waiter.
"Bring the wine and the food, the best wine and the food, just bring it!"
The waiter responded and left. After a while, the table was filled with delicious food and the aroma was fragrant.
Ye Chen picked up the wine jar and filled it for everyone.
"Come on, let's go!"
Ye Chen raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, laughing heartily.
Miao Xiaorou also picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Mingyuan drank one glass after another, trying to drown his sorrows, but he was still troubled.
The four of them raised their glasses and drank together. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the atmosphere gradually became lively.
There was constant laughter and chatter in the house, and people continued drinking until night fell.
The moonlight outside the window was like water, sprinkling on the ground, as if adding a touch of tranquility to the lively scene.
At the banquet, people were toasting each other and drinking happily.
That day, the four of them forgot all their worries and got drunk.
The next day, sunlight streamed into the room through the cracks in the window.
The mottled light and shadows dance on the ground, as if it is a vivid painting painted by nature.
The objects in the house are all coated with a soft gold edge, making it look particularly warm and peaceful.
Ye Chen rubbed his head which was swollen and aching from the hangover and sat up in a daze.
"Hiss... My head hurts so bad!"
Ye Chen frowned and muttered to himself.
He looked around and found that Xiao Wuhen was still sleeping soundly, with his saliva flowing onto the pillow.
"This kid sleeps like a dead pig."
Ye Chen shook his head helplessly and got up from the bed.
His steps were unsteady and his body was a little shaky.
He walked to the window, opened it, and the soft morning sunlight poured in.
"Huh? Where's Mingyuan?"
Only then did Ye Chen realize that there was one person missing in the room.
He walked to the bed where Mingyuan had slept before and found a letter folded on the bed.
Ye Chen picked up the letter, opened it, and his expression suddenly became strange.
"This kid, ran away?"
In the letter, Mingyuan expressed earnestly that he had left Xizhou and was traveling to various places to study Buddhism, and hoped to meet again if the opportunity arose.
"The monk may escape, but the temple cannot. This kid must have been forced into a corner by Miao Xiaorou."
A wicked smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips.
"What's wrong? Why are you smiling so cunningly so early in the morning?"
At this time, Xiao Wuhen also woke up and asked while rubbing his eyes.
"Mingyuan ran away." Ye Chen handed the letter to Xiao Wuhen.
After reading the letter, Xiao Wuhen was also stunned, "This kid is really decisive."
At this moment, Miao Xiaorou, who was passing by the door and heard the conversation between the two, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Where's Mingyuan?"
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