Who is the master of Qingyun Temple? He is a hermit and a master.
Everyone knows that the abbot of Qingyun Temple is extremely accurate in fortune-telling and can see a person's future. Who can miss such an opportunity if he can have such a person come to him for help
In the past, only others would ask the Qingyun Temple Master for help, but there was no way the Qingyun Temple Master would ask for help from his own family.
The master of Qingyun Temple originally represents infinite future opportunities.
It was obvious that Qu Moying's heart was moved, and there was a hint of desire on her face, but who wouldn't be moved at this moment? Even if the Queen was here, she would be moved at this moment.
"What does the master want from me?" Qu Moying asked curiously.
“That bamboo building, the bamboo building left by the previous abbot.” The abbot of Qingyun Temple lowered his head, his eyes drooping slightly, “That was the small building where the previous abbot lived at that time, but later… later it was actually investigated, and finally fell into the hands of the King of England. In the hands of the King of England, I didn’t dare to go to his house to beg for it, and I was also timid. Now thinking of the Queen of England, I made a decision. I don’t know if the Queen of England can meet this request of mine. One day… Even if I go to the underworld, I will bless the Queen of England to be healthy forever.”
It's not just about immediate benefits, but also about using some unreal things as guarantees.
Although it is unreal, almost everyone believes it.
This explains why I didn't ask Pei Yuanjun for it before, because I was afraid of Pei Yuanjun!
Pei Yuanjun has a bad reputation and will not be kind to Qingyun Temple. Besides, the master of Qingyun Temple may not be able to be by Pei Yuanjun's side.
With Pei Yuanjun's personality, he wouldn't care about the false reputation of the Master of Qingyun Temple.
"What's the use of the bamboo building in the temple?" Qu Moying asked after a moment of hesitation.
"This bamboo building was the former abbot's favorite, and it was also where she had always lived. I do not ask for anything else, I only hope that it can be burned down for the former abbot, so that she will have a place to live in the underground, and can... can also remember me. If I have the chance to see the former abbot in the underground someday, I can also accompany her to repay her kindness that day."
The head of Qingyun Temple sighed, "My health is not that good. I don't know what will happen tomorrow. I can't tell when I will die. I want to avoid any regrets. I have such an obsession, but it is my own. I hope Princess Ying will forgive me."
"The matter of this bamboo building... I'm afraid we have to ask our prince." Qu Moying did not agree immediately and was silent for a while.
"As it should be." The Qingyun Temple Master was not surprised. With the strength of the King of England, he knew from the look on the Queen's face that she could not make the decision. He continued, "Whatever you want, I will compensate you no matter what, even if His Royal Highness the King of England does not agree. I will do so."
"Anything is fine?" Qu Moying asked with interest.
"Anything is fine." The Qingyun Monastery Master glanced at Qu Moying and said calmly, "I heard that Princess Ying is going to recognize her parents, and that she is the legitimate daughter of Duke Yu. I wonder if Princess Ying would like to hear about this fate? I don't know anything else, but these. It's because I have been divining too much and shortened my life span."
“Master…” Qu Moying was shocked.
"They are all trivial matters. I do not take my life span seriously. If my life span is really shortened, it is for helping others, so I do not think it is a big deal. I was going to meet the former abbot originally, and now it is just a matter of sooner or later." The abbot of Qingyun Temple said gently, with a kind look on his face, as if he was not talking about a matter of her life, with a bit of the indifference of a hermit.
"Master... let me think about this matter when I get back." Qu Moying shook his head, not wanting to shorten the life of the Master of Qingyun Temple.
"It's fine. Actually, it won't be a sudden disaster. It depends on a person's fate... There aren't that many injuries. It's just that they are too many and accumulated, which damaged the foundation. Princess Ying is really a kind person. If the master was still alive, he would definitely regard Princess Ying as a friend. It's a pity that such a good person as the master is no longer here."
The head of Qingyun Temple shook his hand, his smile was bitter, his eyes fell on the door, empty and powerless: "If it weren't for the master... I would be a pile of bones now, how could I live until now? Even if I die now, it is much better than before. Maybe my days are really numbered. Recalling the little things we did together..."
The master of Qingyun Temple could not continue speaking. He stretched out his hand and shook it, as if to drive away the heartache.
"I'm going too far to talk about this. I'm sorry to make the British princess laugh."
"Master, you are too polite. You and... the former master should get along well, right?" Qu Moying asked.
"If they were in the secular world, they would definitely be close friends. Even if they became nuns, they would still be good sisters." A hint of sadness flashed in the eyes of the Qingyun Monastery Master. "Let's not talk about the former Monastery Master. I haven't even congratulated Princess Ying on finding her biological parents."
"Thank you, Master." Qu Moying thanked him.
"The Princess of England is not feeling well. It is better for her to go out less recently and meet fewer outsiders. Some people may seem to be as close as sisters, but that may not be true. The Princess needs to be careful, lest she attracts villains." The Master of Qingyun Temple looked at Qu Moying's face, put away his previous sadness, and smiled.
"My luck...is not very good recently?" Qu Moying understood and couldn't help but ask himself more questions.
"Princess Ying, be careful not to attract villains, especially women." The master of Qingyun Temple smiled and looked at Qu Moying.
"Can you... be more specific?" Qu Moying frowned uneasily.
"If I had the horoscope of Princess Ying, I might be able to see it more clearly." The Qingyun Monastery Master said implicitly, "If Princess Ying is worried, bring the horoscope here and I will help you take a look."
If this is true, this bamboo building must be sent back to Qingyun Temple.
"Thank you, Master." Qu Moying neither said yes nor no. Seeing that it was almost time, he stood up and said goodbye. Master Qingyun Temple nodded with a smile and watched Qu Moying leave.
After Qu Moying disappeared, the smile on Qingyun Temple Master's face faded, and deep wrinkles appeared on his frowned brows. He stood up from the mat and walked into the room.
On the dark wall of the room hung a portrait of a young man. The man in the painting was handsome and elegant. If Qu Moying were here, he would find that the man in the painting was somewhat like Pei Yuanjun, with his sleepy eyes raised, which brought out a sense of gentleness, and was not a very aggressive kind of handsomeness.
The gentleman is as beautiful as jade, graceful and elegant, this is the type of person I am talking about.
Of course, Pei Yuanjun's appearance is only superficial. People who don't know him when they meet him for the first time will misunderstand him at first glance. After getting to know him, no one will think that he is really as gentle and elegant as jade.
The so-called handsome and elegant young man in this corrupt world is just a figment of those people's imagination.
The master of Qingyun Temple touched the portrait in front of him and when he looked closely he found that the portrait had turned white in many places because it had been touched so many times. The previous color could not be seen and only the texture of the paper remained, looking very old.
"Don't worry, I will avenge you." The master of Qingyun Temple leaned forward and murmured to himself, slowly closing his eyes, as if he saw the handsome prince coming towards him.
She fell in love with him at first sight, and was even more ecstatic when she learned that the two families had agreed on the marriage. From then on, she only hoped to marry into his family as soon as possible.
Who would have thought... that it would end up like this...
How could she not hate? How could she not blame
She just hated God for being unfair. Why did he treat her like this? She was originally about to get married, and she was the only one by his side. All those former beauties had been driven away by her long ago. From then on, she was the only one, and she was the only one closest to him. Those bitches deserved to die.
You can die early.
Each of them thought they were pretty and dared to seduce him, and even relied on the fact that they were his cousins. But so what? She had plenty of ways to deal with those bitches.
And she succeeded, but why did it end up like this...
She was resentful, her resentment was overwhelming, she hated the Great Zhou royal family, if she could, she would be willing to give up everything and overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty. She was willing to help him do what he had not done before...
"Master... Master." A voice calling her came from the quiet room outside.
The master of Qingyun Temple was awakened from his memories. He stood up straight, his eyes calmed down a little, and then he came out of it.
"What's up?"
Standing outside is Master Ning Yin.
"Princess Qiya from the northern border has always wanted to meet you." Master Ning Yin reported.
"Didn't I tell you to contact her? Why are you looking for me?" The master of Qingyun Temple sat down on the cushion and said with a gloomy face.
"I just want to see you again and again, saying that I have long admired your charm and that I want you to look at my fortune." Ning Yinzhen whispered.
The head of Qingyun Temple snorted coldly: "Don't pay attention to her for now, let's wait and see. She is a princess who came from afar, and she may not be of much use. This time, I have helped her complete the matter. I remind her to be more careful. If the Princess of England was so easy to deal with, she would not still be sitting in the position of the Princess of England now."
Although this British princess looked delicate and beautiful, with a charming look in her eyes, she was full of aura when her face was calm. It was not like what outsiders rumored that she became the British princess just by luck or fate.
Others may believe this, but the master of Qingyun Temple will not.
"Then this matter..." Master Ning Yin said hesitantly.
"This matter has nothing to do with us. It was all done by the princess from the northern border. I just wanted to invite Princess Ying to come over for a chat regarding the matter in the bamboo building. There is nothing else to do." The master of Qingyun Temple said cautiously.
Master Ning Yin nodded: "Master, I understand."
"The matter of the bamboo building needs to be followed up. Your senior sister will follow up on it. You should rest for a while and don't rush to meet Princess Ying." The Qingyun Temple Master arranged, "She is here to accompany Madam Qu. She has already booked a room and will stay in the temple for a while. You should let her come to you, not you to her."
The master of Qingyun Temple gave another reminder.
Master Ning Yin nodded again, then raised her beautiful eyes and asked in confusion: "Master, do you really want that bamboo building? Is that place... useful?"
It was rare to see his master being so easy to talk to, so Master Ning Yin couldn't help but ask...