The useless second daughter of the Hua family

The Imperial Master still violated his principles and used a trick to change Qingyuan back to his previous appearance. A highly respected monk should not have ended up like this.

Hua Miaomiao looked at him gratefully. The Imperial Master didn't say anything, but just stepped aside to make room for her.

Qingyuan looked at Hua Miaomiao who was crying beside the bed. He wanted to reach out to comfort her, but his arms were too heavy to lift. There was only helplessness in his eyes.

"The rise and fall of fate is all fate, don't worry about it."

"Master, I am unfilial and have caused you to suffer."

"It's fate."

Although Qingyuan was in a coma these days, he could sense what was happening outside. He knew what was happening and what he was about to face.

"San San, don't blame him."

"it is good."

"It's up to you."

"I'll take good care of him."

"Good. You have always been a good child. You will definitely be happy."

"Master..."

"Let him in. I want to... see him again."

San San, who was outside the house, suddenly felt his restraints loosened. He ran into the house and came to the bed.

The moment he saw Qingyuan, San San's self-deception collapsed in an instant.

"From now on, no one will clean up your mess. You need to be more sensible, understand?"

Qingyuan's eyes were full of concern, without any blame, just like every time before.

"I was wrong. I ruined everything."

"It's okay, it's okay as long as you admit your mistakes."

"I'll come find you in the next life, okay?"

"In the next life..."

There were thousands of words hidden in Qingyuan's eyes, but in the end he closed his eyes without saying anything.

For a moment, the room was brightly lit, and Qingyuan's body disappeared in a flash of light, turning into a clear and white Buddha bone relic.

“Monk!” San San fell to the ground, his eyes filled with despair. “I can’t find him anymore. He has no afterlife. So this is what he meant in the end.”

The last golden light was Qingyuan using himself to save the souls of the Cangcui Mountain disciples. His soul had already been scattered and completely disappeared in the Three Realms.

"That's good. I don't have to go to the underworld and suffer that damn punishment."

San San muttered to himself. He carefully held up the relic and placed it in the lapel of his shirt.

"Hua Miaomiao, I have one last favor to ask of you. Remember to send us home."

After saying this, he dissipated all his cultivation and turned back into the same person he was when he first met Hua Miaomiao.

Looking at the old ginseng lying on the ground with its roots tightly wrapped around the relic, Hua Miaomiao could no longer control herself and cried bitterly beside the bed. She cried for the people who loved her leaving one by one, and for the helplessness of fate.

The Imperial Master stopped several people who tried to comfort her, "It's good for her to vent. Give her some time."

Everyone quietly left the room. Hua Niaoniao looked at Hua Miaomiao worriedly, sighed, shook her head, and closed the door for her.

A few people walked into the yard and saw Shi Hu squatting there in a daze with a person lying in front of him. It was Xiaoyu.

"What's going on? Didn't she disappear?"

"I don't know. I felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual power, and when I rushed over, I saw her lying here." Shi Hu also had a puzzled look on his face.

Everyone turned their eyes to the national teacher, hoping that he could have an explanation.

The Imperial Master walked over to Xiaoyu and examined her carefully.

"It's the snow from Changbai Mountain. Perhaps this is the last gift he left for Hua Miaomiao."

San San used all his life's cultivation to use the water from Changbai Mountain to condense Xiaoyu's body. But Xiaoyu's soul had dispersed, and now she was just a body without consciousness.

"I'll take care of her."

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Shi Hu picked up Xiaoyu with great care. There was an unprecedented seriousness on his face, which made people who were used to his casual manner unable to react for a moment and even forgot to stop him.

"When did they become this kind of relationship?"

Looking at Shi Hu's departing back, Pi Fu was full of questions. She and Xiuzhu had only been away for a few days. It was really too easy for this master and servant to be deceived.

Shi Hu took Xiaoyu back to his room. At this moment, he was very excited.

Having lived alone for so many years, he had long been accustomed to being casual and never felt that he was missing anything. Until he met Hua Miaomiao and her servant, he took her childish entrustment seriously.

If he hadn't been so busy watching the show and ignored Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu wouldn't have died tragically. The moment he saw her disappear, Shi Hu felt something in his heart shattered, with a sharp pain.

Fortunately, she is back.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you."

……

Hua Miaomiao stayed in Qingyuan's room all night and no one disturbed her.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the lush branches and in from the half-open window, it reflected on her tear-stained face, gently waking her up like a warm hand.

A clear laugh came from outside the window. The voice was so familiar that Hua Miaomiao felt as if she was in another world.

She stood up and walked to the window, and saw Xiaoyu chasing and playing with a small yellow animal in the yard.

"It turned out to be a dream." She murmured.

"It's not a dream."

A voice came from above her head. Hua Miaomiao looked up and found Pi Fu sitting on a tree branch, looking at her with a smile.

"What's going on?"

"Shi Hu left a remnant of Xiaoyu's soul before she disappeared. He used his own cultivation to reshape Xiaoyu's soul. Unfortunately, it is still not complete, so she is like a child now."

"It's okay, just come back. This time, I will definitely protect her."

Xiaoyu turned around and saw Hua Miaomiao beside the bed, and she waved at her excitedly.

"Miss! You're awake!"

Hua Miaomiao was very surprised that Xiaoyu did not forget her.

"Miss, look, this little tiger is so cute." Xiaoyu held the liger high up as if presenting a treasure. Looking at the stone tiger's face full of despair, Hua Miaomiao rarely raised the corner of her mouth.

"Everything's going to be okay, right?"

Hua Miaomiao followed San San's instructions, brought him and Qingyuan back to the bamboo house, and buried them in the medicinal garden.

"Their fate began from the soil, let's let everything return to the beginning."

Several people exited the bamboo house, and after they left, the national teacher would set up a barrier to hide it from the eyes of the world.

Hua Miaomiao stood there for a long time, recalling every little detail of the past. Those simple and happy days were gone forever. She had not yet comprehended the Buddhist scriptures taught by her master, and the spiritual herbs planted by Xiuzhu had not yet been harvested. She still had many things she had not had time to do.

"Let's go and let them rest in peace." Hua Niaoniao took Hua Miaomiao's hand and took her out of the bamboo forest.

Before getting on the carriage, Hua Miaomiao looked back, but the bamboo house was no longer there.

There was a glimmer of ruthlessness in her eyes, and she secretly said in her heart, I will never let Yuan He go. One day, he will regret provoking me.

Turning around and getting on the carriage, she turned back into the gentle and sensible Hua Miaomiao. With so many people caring about her, she couldn't let them continue to worry about her.

The carriage moved forward, and this time Hua Miaomiao was finally going home, with her family, friends, and a national teacher.

Hua Miaomiao didn't know how to position this person, she could never see through him.

If you say he is detached, he chose to enter the court and be subordinate to others. If you say he is power-hungry, he did not participate in court affairs and lived in seclusion like a hermit.

With his abilities, he has to obey the orders of the Regent to take care of an unknown woman like me. I wonder if he will feel that it is a waste of his talent.

"Are you really going to follow me forever?"

The Imperial Master did not comment, but picked up the teapot beside him and started drinking by himself. Seeing that he was wearing a gauze hat and had difficulty drinking tea, Hua Miaomiao could not help but complain in her heart.

"Can't you just take that hat off?"

"Why? I think it suits me."

Well, Hua Miaomiao had to admit that this fairy-like outfit really suited him, a little fairy boy. However, it was too ostentatious.

"That's right, but now that you've come down from the clouds, can you be a little more down-to-earth? Look at the girls you've teased along the way, can you be a little more restrained?"

The Imperial Master did not respond. Hua Miaomiao thought, is this because he is angry?

It was not until the next day when Hua Miaomiao saw the Imperial Master coming out of the room that she realized she had thought too simply.

He took his hat as advised and replaced it with an exquisite half-covered mask of moonlight white. He also changed his wide-sleeved robe into a tight-sleeved brocade robe that reached his ankles, making him look younger and more handsome.

Does he even know what it means to be low-key?