The corner of the robe that had just been shaking returned to silence again.
His Adam's apple moved and he turned to look at her.
"Are you suffering from love?"
Shen Zhiyi nodded, looked up at him, and her eyes suddenly became resentful.
"Master, do you know what it feels like to fall in love with someone you can't love, someone you shouldn't love?"
Yan Zhuoxu's body seemed to be frozen.
He clenched the Buddhist beads tightly, feeling the scorching heat coming from above, burning his heart like the fire of hell.
It almost made him breathless.
Can’t love… shouldn’t love…
Who else could it be except Ye Jinghong, who is about to become her brother-in-law?
He opened his lips, but found that no sound came out of his throat, and even his eye sockets became dry.
The finger bones tighten until they turn white.
He took a deep breath and regained his composure.
“Since you know you can’t love and shouldn’t love, why torture yourself and get stuck in the quagmire?”
He turned his eyes and looked at her steadily, "If this person makes you so anxious and painful, then he is not a good person and you should let him go long ago."
"Really..." Shen Zhiyi seemed very depressed and murmured, "Not a good man..."
"What if you love someone so deeply that you think about them day and night and can't let go?"
Buzz——
Yan Zhuoxu seemed to hear a loud buzzing sound in his ears and head, which made his face turn pale in an instant.
He gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, "From this day forward, you and I will go to the main hall to listen to the sutra."
"Listen to the sutra a hundred times, and all your sorrows will go away."
Shen Zhiyi looked at him hesitantly: "Master, is this really possible?"
"Can I forget him just by listening to the sutras for a few days?"
Yan Zhuoxu lowered his eyes and looked at her.
This face, this clear, soft, innocent face like a little animal, a face that trusted him so much...
How could he tell her that it wasn't true?
Even after listening to the sutra a hundred times, one still cannot escape the pain of lovesickness.
Even if you listen to the sutra a hundred times, you will still be burned by the fire.
Even after listening to the sutra a hundred times, I still can’t control myself and slide into the abyss of hell...
Yan Zhuoxu closed his eyes and responded indifferently:
"nature."
The precept of not lying has been broken.
He lied.
…
Yan Zhuoxu prepared medicinal herbs for Shen Zhiyi and performed the first medicinal bath that night.
He instructed Shen Bi.
"Although these herbs are warm in nature, when combined together, they feel spicy. After soaking for half an hour, you'll feel a burning sensation."
"Sweating and shortness of breath are normal phenomena, so there is no need to panic."
Chen Bi nodded, "I have taken note of it. I will follow Master's instructions and add hot water for Miss three times."
Yan Zhuoxu looked at Shen Zhiyi behind the screen and was silent for a moment.
"I'm right outside. If you feel unwell, please call me immediately."
"Tian, thank you, Master." Shen Zhiyi's soft voice came from behind the screen.
Yan Zhuoxu turned around, faced her with his back, and sat cross-legged.
This was her first time trying a medicinal bath, and many things might happen, so he had to stay outside the screen and keep an eye on her movements.
He closed his eyes, twirled the Buddhist beads in his hands, and recited the scriptures silently.
In the quiet night.
All sounds became exceptionally clear.
He heard the sound of her undressing, removing her jewelry and clothes, the sound of her moving quietly and stepping into the bathtub.
Water splashes.
It also left an indescribable mark on his heart.
The movement of twisting the Buddhist beads became faster.
He heard Chenbi add water twice, and the air gradually became scorching hot.
After a while, the melon gourd fell to the ground.
Chen Bi screamed and hurried out from behind the screen, "Master, it's over! The young lady has fainted!"
Yan Zhuoxu suddenly opened his eyes.
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