Becoming The Real Rich Daughter After Divorce

The Dharma lecture lasted for an hour, and everyone felt that they had benefited a lot.

After Lingxuan finished speaking the Dharma, he went to the backyard of the temple.

Lu Weiyang followed.

Qiao Nishang wanted to catch Lu Weiyang but couldn't catch her, "Weiyang!"

Lu Weiyang followed Lingxuan into a wing room, and the little novice behind Lingxuan said: "Benefactor, no one else is allowed to enter here."

Lu Weiyang looked at Lingxuan and said: "Master Lingxuan, am I just an idler?"

Lingxuan let the little novice leave first, and said to Lu Weiyang: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

Lu Weiyang looked at Lingxuan and said: "Do you know what the storytellers in Chang'an are talking about now?"

Lingxuan looked at Lu Weiyang puzzledly, "What storytelling?"

"Mr. Storyteller has already said that our son was picked up in the water by a monk from Xiangguo Temple, and the Buddhist beads around his neck were found."

Lingxuan clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the princess should listen less to these lowly fabricated storytelling stories, so as not to pollute your beautiful ears."

Lu Weiyang looked at Lingxuan and said: "But I would rather what they say is true."

Lingxuan said: "His Royal Highness..."

Lu Weiyang looked at Lingxuan and said: "I thought about forgetting you. I really wanted to never see or miss you again in this life. I thought I could do it.

But I came to Luoyang, and you also came to Luoyang. When I saw you again today, I realized that I couldn't forget you at all. I said I had forgotten you, and I lied to them. I couldn't forget you at all. "

Lu Weiyang hugged Lingxuan's waist from behind, "I don't know what's so good about you, you're still a bald donkey, I don't know if you can grow hair again in the future, but I just like you."

"Today I saw the devotion of those believers to you. I understand that you don't want to return to the vulgar. Can you stay with me instead of returning to the vulgar?"

"Amitabha, Your Highness, this is going to be punished by God and sent to Avici Hell."

"I'm not afraid of being punished by God because of you!" Lu Weiyang leaned on Lingxuan's back, "Lingxuan... I don't want to suffer anymore, I don't want to do anything like you, I have never been like this since I was a child grievance."

Lingxuan stood upright, fiddling with Buddhist beads, chanting Buddhist scriptures...

Seeing him like this, Lu Weiyang let go with a helpless sigh.

Qiao Nihong's eyes were red after seeing Lu Weiyang coming out, and asked: "Did that bald donkey bully you?"

Lu Weiyang said: "Cousin, let's go hunting."

Qiao Nihong said, "Hunting at this time?"

Lu Weiyang whispered a few words in Qiao Nihong's ear, Qiao Nihong looked at Lu Weiyang and said: "But what if he doesn't come?"

"If he doesn't come, my heart will die. I beg my cousin to do me a favor."

Qiao Nihong said: "Forget it."

Lingxuan couldn't calm down after Lu Weiyang left, he looked at the scar on his hand, the scar had just scabbed over, it was very hideous.

Obviously when he was a child, he had no thought about Hun Xing after being cut, but why is it so difficult to quit Lu Weiyang and not move Fan Xin.

"Master, Master is not good."

Lingxuan put down his cassock, and heard Qiao Nihong's voice from outside.

Qiao Nihong rushed over out of breath and said: "Master, it's not good, just now Weiyang went to hunt on Laojun Mountain, but she was hunted deep into the mountain, and she disappeared. You should go find her together." her!"

Lingxuan frowned, he didn't have time to think about the disappearance of the princess, so he shouldn't go to the officers and soldiers first, and he didn't even have time to think about what to do at this time to go hunting in Laojun Mountain. It was going to be dark tomorrow, but when he heard that the princess was missing, Lingxuan knew that he was worried of.

He got on the horse at the gate of Dailu Temple again and again, and drove towards the depths of Laojun Mountain.

The sky was getting dark, Laojun Mountain had already been covered with thick snow, every step was very difficult, the dead tree branches were covered with white snow, and the bottom was covered with gravel.

Seeing that his cassock was cut by a branch, Lingxuan didn't care, and shouted loudly, "Your Highness, Your Highness! "

A large piece of goose feather and heavy snow fell from the sky, and Lingxuan kept going into the deep mountain, shouting as he walked, "Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Lingxuan became more and more anxious. Although most of the wild animals hibernate in this winter, the mountains are also very cold. Wei Young has been clothed in luxury since she was a child, so how can she suffer this.

Lingxuan shouted loudly: "Weiyang, Weiyang!"

"Lingxuan, I'm here."

Lingxuan looked over, under the setting sun, Wei Young was standing under a branch with a red face wearing a red cloak.

Lingxuan got off his horse, ran over, and held Wei Young in his arms.

Wei Young also stretched out her arms to hug Lingxuan, and raised her eyes to look at Lingxuan.

Lingxuan lowered his head and kissed Weiyang's lips, now he doesn't care about Buddha, retribution, hell, he just knows that he can't abandon Weiyang.

For her, so what if I go to Abi Hell?

Wei Young stepped on her feet and kissed Lingxuan, the two of them, one red and one white, were entangled together in the light of the setting sun in the white snow, intimate.

It was completely dark, and it was impossible to go down the mountain at this time, Wei Young took out a fire bag from her purse, picked up a branch and lit it as a light.

"Lingxuan, there is a cave not far from there, let's pick up some branches and go to the cave!"

Lingxuan picked up the branches and went into the cave, watching Wei Young set up the branches neatly, lit the branches with fire, finally there was a little warmth in the cold cave.

Lingxuan took off his cassock, put it on the floor of the cave, and asked Wei Young to sit on the cassock.

Wei Young smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you now?"

Lingxuan said: "After all, this is just a piece of cloth. After returning to Chang'an, I will return to vulgarity."

Wei Young leaned on Lingxuan's shoulder and said, "Really? Don't coax me."

Lingxuan said: "Really."

Wei Young saw a deep scar on Lingxuan's wrist, held his wrist and asked, "Where did this scar come from? See if the scab hasn't faded, hasn't it been long since you were injured?"

Lingxuan explained slowly: "When I was about to break a precept when I was young, Master Yitong cut a hole on my wrist. Since then, I dare not break the precept again. After meeting you, I thought that cutting this knife would be enough for me. Don’t break the precept again, but I was totally wrong after all.”

"This scar can only make me remember you more and more. After seeing you, I can't help but want to break the precept."

Wei Young looked at the scar on Lingxuan's wrist distressedly, and rubbed it with her hand, "Your mother is really cruel, when you were still a baby and didn't know anything, she sent you to the temple to let you All in poverty."

Lingxuan said: "She also has unavoidable difficulties, I have a sister above me, and my father passed away that year.

Even though my grandfather protected me, he was seriously ill and old and couldn't protect me from growing up.

The power in the mansion rests with the second uncle and the second aunt, if my mother does not agree to Master Yitong to send me to the temple, maybe I may not be able to live to this day. "

Wei Young asked: "What do you mean by that?"