Liu Jingru said quietly: "Mom, the prince... he is still alive."

Aunt Liu said in astonishment: "Is it possible that the Crown Prince is still thinking about the Crown Prince? It's really not worth it for you to guard him."

Liu Jingru smiled bitterly and said: "No matter how bad he is, I was the one I was willing to marry before. After all, there was still a love... How can I just forget about it? When a person is still alive, treat him as a dead person and think about marrying someone else."

,This... is really unauthentic."

Liu Jingru was silent for a while, her eye circles were red, and she said softly: "I know that you are kind-hearted and affectionate, Princess Concubine, but...how old are you?

Chief, how can you guard for someone who is worse than a beast..."

Liu Jingru waved her hand and said: "Let's not talk about it anymore. Just pretend not to know about Ziyuan's affairs. I won't give my son to anyone and will raise it myself. Mother, please don't ask about it all the time."

It’s a side matter, so as not to cause people to say we sent spies or something like that, which would cause resentment.”

Aunt Liu bowed her head in agreement, and then said: "Would you like to send some good donkey-hide gelatin? It is a good thing to warm the palace and nourish the body."

Liu Jingru hurriedly shook her head and said: "Don't worry, as soon as grandma gave this medicine, didn't she tell her second younger sister that we knew about her condition? It would make her feel bad."

Pei Xiaoqing took Qinghuai and Luluo in a carriage, and arrived at Huguo Temple an hour later. The abbot of Huguo Temple heard that the second mistress of Prince Ning's Mansion had arrived, and greeted her outside the temple gate.

Master Yuanzhi looked like a kind-hearted and eminent monk. Pei Xiaoqing hurriedly stepped forward and bowed. The master's eyes were straight and he said with a faint smile: "The donor came from afar, and the poor monk was late to greet me. I hope you can forgive me for the female donor."

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After hearing this, Qing Huai chuckled and said, "Master, you have already arrived outside the temple gate. It's still too late. It's not too late. If it had been earlier, my second wife would be embarrassed and bother you."

But Master Yuanzhi said seriously: "The poor monk is not just saying polite words. The donor has come all the way for a year, eight months and five days. The poor monk should have welcomed me long ago, but he never had the chance. Please forgive me, donor."

Such a powerful monk, not only could he see that he was a soul from another world, but he also knew exactly when she came to this world. Pei Xiaoqing felt that the hairs on her back were standing on end, and her expression became solemn.

"The master is indeed an expert, but the little girl is dull and does not know the master. The little girl should come to see the master early and ask for his guidance. Maybe she can avoid a lot of detours."

Pei Xiaoqing bowed respectfully.

Master Yuanzhi said: "The female benefactor has deep blessings and is kind-hearted and talented. However, she has an uneven mind. In her past and present lives, her grudges are difficult to resolve, and her heart is trapped by emotions, so she takes detours."

Pei Xiaoqing said in astonishment: "I wonder if Master has a solution?"

Master Yuanzhi said: "Grandness, resentment, and hatred in the world all originate from the heart, but they are all caused by greed, anger, and ignorance. If you can let go, the clouds will clear and the fog will disperse. After the cold winter, spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom."

"Master, what do you mean, let me put down all the grudges of the past and have a peaceful mind, so that I can get the happiness I want?" Pei Xiaoqing said with bright eyes.

Master Yuanzhi smiled without saying a word, and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Pei Xiaoqing said: "The little girl came today because she wanted to see her mother and concubine."
Chapter completed!