Wu Yue Nunnery was located on a beautiful hill on the outskirts of the capital. It was also the family temple of the Ding Kingdom. Therefore, there were no pilgrims or tourists who came to offer incense. It was very peaceful and pleasant on the way. As soon as they entered the nunnery, they could smell the lingering scent of sandalwood in the air. Ye Li wrinkled her nose as she was not used to it. Mo Xiuyao looked at her, "What's wrong?"
Ye Li was a little embarrassed as she whispered, "I don't believe in Buddha." If she went in later, she could not decide whether to pray or not. It was meaningless for a person who did not believe to pray in front of Buddha. It would not be polite in other people's eyes.
Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly, "No wonder I have never seen Li go out of the capital to offer incense." In the Chu capital, regardless of whether it was a young lady from a noble family or a pretty girl from a small family, they loved to go to the big temples and nunneries in the capital to offer incense or ask for lots. Some asked for everything to go smoothly, some asked for their husband. But it seemed that they had never heard of the Ye family's third young lady going to the temple to ask for lots to offer incense. Ye Li lowered her eyebrows and said, "Since I don't believe in Buddha, how can I ask for his protection? If Buddha is really spiritual, how can she be so busy with so many good men and women? "Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Li with a smile," So, Li still believes in herself more? "
Ye Li raised her head and smiled brightly, "If I can't even believe in myself, who else can I believe in in this world?"
Mo Xiuyao nodded in agreement, "Good, I also don't believe in Buddha. Li Li can do as she pleases. "
Not long after, a little nun came out from inside to bring the two of them in. Wen shi was a very gentle woman. Although her appearance was not very outstanding, the calm and peaceful expression between her eyebrows added a unique flavor to her appearance. Even the grey monk robe could not hide the gentleness and grace of a scholarly family. Seeing the two of them come in, her calm eyes did not have any ripples. It was obvious that her heart was as still as water, or it could be said that her heart was withered.
"Xiuyao greets sister-in-law," Mo Xiuyao pulls Ye Li forward and says to Wen, "sister-in-law, this is Li Li."
Ye Li went forward and bowed respectfully. "Greetings, sister-in-law."
Wen Shi's gaze fell on Mo Xiuyao's wheelchair and face, and then quickly turned to Ye Li. A trace of sadness flashed through her calm eyes. She said softly, "Forget it. Sister-in-law, come and have a seat. " Ye Li thanked Madam Wen and sat down beside her. Madam Wen pulled her to have a look. She picked up an old brocade box and handed it to her. She said, "My sister-in-law is not a worldly person. I don't have a gift for you. This was given to me by Prince … Your Eldest Brother when I had just married into the Ding King's Manor. He said that it was left behind by his Imperial Mother. Keep it. "
"This …" Although the brocade box looked old, its surface was very smooth. It could be seen that someone often took it out to wipe it. This should be a souvenir that Wen Shi kept. Madam Wen smiled faintly and shook her head. "Keep it. I don't need these now." Ye Li no longer refused. She put away the brocade box and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Madam Wen looked at Ye Li and said, "Your Eldest Brother only has Er Di as a brother. As a sister-in-law … I am of no use. In the future, Sister-in-law and Er Di need to support each other and live a good life. " Ye Li understood that Madam Wen was talking about the change in the Ding King's Manor. She did not stay in the Ding King's Manor to manage the affairs for Mo Xiuyao. Instead, she left the seriously injured and disabled Mo Xiuyao and left the manor to cultivate. Ye Li did not think that Madam Wen was wrong. At that time, she was a girl who was not even twenty years old. She was not even a girl that could be cultivated by a noble family. When her husband suddenly passed away and the only bloodline in the manor was seriously injured and disabled, a woman who was not strong enough could not support the entire Ding King's Manor.
"Thank you, sister-in-law, for your teachings." Ye Li nodded. She glanced at Mo Xiuyao and said softly, "Since I am married to the Prince, we will share honor and disgrace in the future."
"Good. Then I am relieved." Madam Wen nodded with relief.
Ye Li frowned. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Sister-In-Law, you must be lonely living here alone. I don't know if you should return to the manor … It is not inappropriate for sister-in-law to cultivate in the manor."
Madam Wen shook her head and said, "I am used to the peace here. I will not be used to going back." Ye Li persuaded again and again but Madam Wen refused. She had no choice but to give up. After talking for a while, Madam Wen asked the two to stay for lunch. She said that she wanted to copy scriptures and asked Mo Xiuyao to take Ye Li to walk around.
Although Wuyue Nunnery was a family temple, it was not small. Ye Li pushed Mo Xiuyao through the quiet bamboo forest behind the nunnery. Because of Madam Wen, her mood was inevitably heavy.
"Li, if it were you, you would not be like sister-in-law, right?" After a long time, Mo Xiuyao asked in a low voice.
Ye Li nodded. She suddenly remembered that Mo Xiuyao could not see her movements and said, "I won't. I will try my best to live a better life. "
Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "That is good. Sister-In-Law … is actually not suitable to be the King's Princess Consort. Our Mo family has wronged her. " If it were not for the fact that Elder Brother wanted to avoid Mo Jingqi's suspicion, perhaps he would not have chosen Madam Wen, who was born in an ordinary scholarly family. Ye Li thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps sister-in-law does not regret it." Every time Madam Wen mentioned her husband, Ye Li could see a faint gentleness and reminiscence in her calm eyes. Perhaps Mo Xiuwen had chosen her for the King's Mansion, but Madam Wen might have feelings for Mo Xiuwen, or Mo Xiuwen might have feelings for Madam Wen.
Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "The King's Mansion has never given her a chance to regret it." Da Chu state did not forbid women who had lost their fathers from remarrying, but it was not so easy for widows in the King's Mansion to remarry. Without enough courage to face the world, Madam Wen could not even think of making herself regret. "But … Li. I allow you to regret it. "
"Prince, tell me honestly, if you die, can I remarry?" Ye Li raised her brows and asked.
Mo Xiuyao did not object and nodded. "En, that is what I meant."
Ye Li looked at the sky and rolled her eyes at a place where Mo Xiuyao could not see. A wave of anger that came out of nowhere made her laugh coldly, "Then … does Prince want to die early, or do you want to die early?" She raised her brows at her strange words. Mo Xiuyao smiled, "I still want to die peacefully."
"Really? That's not good news … "
"Move aside!" Before Ye Li could finish her sentence, Mo Xiuyao suddenly turned and pushed Ye Li away.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! " A burst of sound pierced through the air and three diamond-shaped darts that emitted a cold blue light were nailed to the bamboo beside Ye Li.
"Since you're here, why don't you come out and meet me?" Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes and stared at the hand that was placed on the wheelchair armrest.
"Haha … Mo Xiuyao, you're finally willing to come out of the King's Mansion? I thought you would hide inside for the rest of your life and not dare to come out to meet people. "A presumptuous laugh sounded and a tall figure appeared in the bamboo forest. Soon, a group of black clothed people surrounded the three people in the middle.
Mo Xiuyao raised his head and looked at the person who came. The smile on his lips was as cold as snow, "Do you dare to take off the veil on your face and say it again?"
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