Chapter 4582
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After all this, Qin Wuyan looked back at Zhuang Xiaoyu, but saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu was in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking.
Qin Wuyan jumped in his heart: "Xiao Yu, what's the matter with you?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu recovered and shook his head: "it's all right."
Qin Wuyan sat down on her side, "what are you thinking?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her head slightly and narrowed her eyes. "Just now I knelt in front of the Buddha. I repented for a long time. I thought if I knew that I was pregnant at the beginning of my junior high school, would he not leave me..."
Qin Wuyan didn't know how to comfort her. "It's none of your business whether the child goes or stays... Don't think about it."
But he didn't dare to tell her the truth. He didn't know what would happen to her. If he knew that Liu Yingguo had been awarded to min Huizhu by Zhuang huaisen, he didn't know what she would think.
Zhuang Xiaoyu said quietly: "I was just thinking that if I stayed here and chanted scriptures and prayed to him every day, I don't know if he will come to me as his mother in the next life..."
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan, who was pouring tea, was scalded with tea. "Xiao Yu, what do you want to do?"
The man didn't seem to notice the pain, but Zhuang Xiaoyu saw it and quickly wiped his hand with a handkerchief. Looking at the blisters on the back of the man's hand, he quickly took the ointment and applied it to him.
Qin Wuyan, regardless of this, grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand and asked persistently, "Xiaoyu, do you want to... Be accompanied by green lanterns and ancient Buddhas for the rest of your life and leave me alone?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled. The veil was tied to Qin Wuyan's hand scalded by tea and stroked his cheek. "I want to see you ascend the throne and become the best high priest in Yuecheng with my own eyes."
Qin Wuyan was relieved at last, but he was also alert: "Xiaoyu, I don't allow you to become a monk."
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes: "I've been used to being served since I was a child. I can't live such a miserable life."
What's more, my father and brother have offended so many people and so many enemies want to revenge the Zhuang family. Which nunnery is willing to take her in? Why bother those people.
Now she is a priest's wife, and she can't escape assassination, not to mention the helpless little nun.
Qin Wuyan slowed down his tone: "if you want to chant sutras and Buddha, there are so many courtyards in the priest's house and Buddha halls. I'll arrange it for you..."
As long as she is willing to stay with him, Zhuang Xiaoyu can do whatever she wants
The next day, they finished their vegetarian meal, said goodbye to the abbot, went down the mountain and returned to the priest's house.
Qin Wuyan ordered people to decorate the Buddhist hall and sent Zhuang Xiaoyu a pile of Buddhist scriptures. He was busy dealing with things inside and outside the house.
Zhuang Xiaoyu shut herself in her bedroom and copied scriptures all day. She didn't wear a hairpin, but pulled up the green silk. She rolled up her long hair with a wooden hairpin made of peach wood, and changed her clothes into plain color
Even if she didn't go out, there was an endless stream of people who came to see her. As a priest's wife, she was specially dressed for her, the executive who taught her the etiquette on the day of her accession to the throne, and some matters needing attention, large and small
Zhuang Xiaoyu took the trouble to meet the requirements of these people. He was gentle, but also showed alienation and indifference, as if he was just to complete a solemn and solemn thing.
The day before the ceremony, Zhuang Xiaoyu went to Dr. Zhong's courtyard to look for the drugs left by Dr. Zhong. The room was dark and dusty. No one came to clean it up for a long time.
Since Zhuang Xiaoyu got the poison left by Dr. Zhong from the relic last time, he almost poisoned Qin Wuyan. Zhuang Qingyun ordered someone to lock the courtyard, and no one dared to come in at will.
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After all this, Qin Wuyan looked back at Zhuang Xiaoyu, but saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu was in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking.
Qin Wuyan jumped in his heart: "Xiao Yu, what's the matter with you?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu recovered and shook his head: "it's all right."
Qin Wuyan sat down on her side, "what are you thinking?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her head slightly and narrowed her eyes. "Just now I knelt in front of the Buddha. I repented for a long time. I thought if I knew that I was pregnant at the beginning of my junior high school, would he not leave me..."
Qin Wuyan didn't know how to comfort her. "It's none of your business whether the child goes or stays... Don't think about it."
But he didn't dare to tell her the truth. He didn't know what would happen to her. If he knew that Liu Yingguo had been awarded to min Huizhu by Zhuang huaisen, he didn't know what she would think.
Zhuang Xiaoyu said quietly: "I was just thinking that if I stayed here and chanted scriptures and prayed to him every day, I don't know if he will come to me as his mother in the next life..."
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan, who was pouring tea, was scalded with tea. "Xiao Yu, what do you want to do?"
The man didn't seem to notice the pain, but Zhuang Xiaoyu saw it and quickly wiped his hand with a handkerchief. Looking at the blisters on the back of the man's hand, he quickly took the ointment and applied it to him.
Qin Wuyan, regardless of this, grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand and asked persistently, "Xiaoyu, do you want to... Be accompanied by green lanterns and ancient Buddhas for the rest of your life and leave me alone?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled. The veil was tied to Qin Wuyan's hand scalded by tea and stroked his cheek. "I want to see you ascend the throne and become the best high priest in Yuecheng with my own eyes."
Qin Wuyan was relieved at last, but he was also alert: "Xiaoyu, I don't allow you to become a monk."
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes: "I've been used to being served since I was a child. I can't live such a miserable life."
What's more, my father and brother have offended so many people and so many enemies want to revenge the Zhuang family. Which nunnery is willing to take her in? Why bother those people.
Now she is a priest's wife, and she can't escape assassination, not to mention the helpless little nun.
Qin Wuyan slowed down his tone: "if you want to chant sutras and Buddha, there are so many courtyards in the priest's house and Buddha halls. I'll arrange it for you..."
As long as she is willing to stay with him, Zhuang Xiaoyu can do whatever she wants
The next day, they finished their vegetarian meal, said goodbye to the abbot, went down the mountain and returned to the priest's house.
Qin Wuyan ordered people to decorate the Buddhist hall and sent Zhuang Xiaoyu a pile of Buddhist scriptures. He was busy dealing with things inside and outside the house.
Zhuang Xiaoyu shut herself in her bedroom and copied scriptures all day. She didn't wear a hairpin, but pulled up the green silk. She rolled up her long hair with a wooden hairpin made of peach wood, and changed her clothes into plain color
Even if she didn't go out, there was an endless stream of people who came to see her. As a priest's wife, she was specially dressed for her, the executive who taught her the etiquette on the day of her accession to the throne, and some matters needing attention, large and small
Zhuang Xiaoyu took the trouble to meet the requirements of these people. He was gentle, but also showed alienation and indifference, as if he was just to complete a solemn and solemn thing.
The day before the ceremony, Zhuang Xiaoyu went to Dr. Zhong's courtyard to look for the drugs left by Dr. Zhong. The room was dark and dusty. No one came to clean it up for a long time.
Since Zhuang Xiaoyu got the poison left by Dr. Zhong from the relic last time, he almost poisoned Qin Wuyan. Zhuang Qingyun ordered someone to lock the courtyard, and no one dared to come in at will.
After all this, Qin Wuyan looked back at Zhuang Xiaoyu, but saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu was in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking.Qin Wuyan jumped in his heart: "Xiao Yu, what's the matter with you?"Zhuang Xiaoyu recovered and shook his head: "it's all right."Qin Wuyan sat down on her side, "what are you thinking?"Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her head slightly and narrowed her eyes. "Just now I knelt in front of the Buddha. I repented for a long time. I thought if I knew that I was pregnant at the beginning of my junior high school, would he not leave me..."Qin Wuyan didn't know how to comfort her. "It's none of your business whether the child goes or stays... Don't think about it."But he didn't dare to tell her the truth. He didn't know what would happen to her. If he knew that Liu Yingguo had been awarded to min Huizhu by Zhuang huaisen, he didn't know what she would think.Zhuang Xiaoyu said quietly: "I was just thinking that if I stayed here and chanted scriptures and prayed to him every day, I don't know if he will come to me as his mother in the next life..."Qin Wuyan: "Qin Wuyan, who was pouring tea, was scalded with tea. "Xiao Yu, what do you want to do?"The man didn't seem to notice the pain, but Zhuang Xiaoyu saw it and quickly wiped his hand with a handkerchief. Looking at the blisters on the back of the man's hand, he quickly took the ointment and applied it to him.Qin Wuyan, regardless of this, grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand and asked persistently, "Xiaoyu, do you want to... Be accompanied by green lanterns and ancient Buddhas for the rest of your life and leave me alone?"Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled. The veil was tied to Qin Wuyan's hand scalded by tea and stroked his cheek. "I want to see you ascend the throne and become the best high priest in Yuecheng with my own eyes."Qin Wuyan was relieved at last, but he was also alert: "Xiaoyu, I don't allow you to become a monk."Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes: "I've been used to being served since I was a child. I can't live such a miserable life."What's more, my father and brother have offended so many people and so many enemies want to revenge the Zhuang family. Which nunnery is willing to take her in? Why bother those people.Now she is a priest's wife, and she can't escape assassination, not to mention the helpless little nun.Qin Wuyan slowed down his tone: "if you want to chant sutras and Buddha, there are so many courtyards in the priest's house and Buddha halls. I'll arrange it for you..."As long as she is willing to stay with him, Zhuang Xiaoyu can do whatever she wantsThe next day, they finished their vegetarian meal, said goodbye to the abbot, went down the mountain and returned to the priest's house.Qin Wuyan ordered people to decorate the Buddhist hall and sent Zhuang Xiaoyu a pile of Buddhist scriptures. He was busy dealing with things inside and outside the house.Zhuang Xiaoyu shut herself in her bedroom and copied scriptures all day. She didn't wear a hairpin, but pulled up the green silk. She rolled up her long hair with a wooden hairpin made of peach wood, and changed her clothes into plain colorEven if she didn't go out, there was an endless stream of people who came to see her. As a priest's wife, she was specially dressed for her, the executive who taught her the etiquette on the day of her accession to the throne, and some matters needing attention, large and smallZhuang Xiaoyu took the trouble to meet the requirements of these people. He was gentle, but also showed alienation and indifference, as if he was just to complete a solemn and solemn thing.The day before the ceremony, Zhuang Xiaoyu went to Dr. Zhong's courtyard to look for the drugs left by Dr. Zhong. The room was dark and dusty. No one came to clean it up for a long time.Since Zhuang Xiaoyu got the poison left by Dr. Zhong from the relic last time, he almost poisoned Qin Wuyan. Zhuang Qingyun ordered someone to lock the courtyard, and no one dared to come in at will.
