The Prince Consort's Beloved

Li Yuanrou and Daya returned to the Guanyin Temple.

Daya supported Li Yuanrou, and Li Yuanrou supported her belly and knelt carefully on the cushion in front of the Guanyin statue.

Li Yuanrou raised her head and stared, and for some reason, her eyes suddenly became red.

The statue of Guanyin is dignified and compassionate, with eyes slightly closed and looking down. Her kind and compassionate eyes seem to be able to reach people's hearts, eliminate all troubles and disasters in the world, and bring peace to all things.

"Daya, look at this Guanyin Bodhisattva... Why do I feel like crying when I look into her eyes..."

Daya was kneeling beside him, praying with her eyes closed. Upon hearing this, she opened her eyes and looked up.

"Perhaps it is the compassion of Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara that inspires awe in people."

Li Yuanrou stared at the benevolent Guanyin statue and said hesitantly, "She seems different from the Guanyin statues I've seen before. Her eyes..."

Her voice was choked with sobs and tears flowed uncontrollably. What she wanted to express was stuck in her throat because she couldn't find the right words to express it.

Guanyin's compassionate eyes had a shocking power, as if she was looking at her with infinite pity. That pity penetrated her heart and made her want to cry bitterly.

Daya's eyes were filled with confusion, and she called out, "Princess, you..."

Mr. Interpreter walked over with steady steps and said calmly, "You have too many grievances in your heart that cannot be expressed."

Li Yuanrou heard the voice and looked back.

The fortune teller came closer, looked at the statue of Guanyin and said, "This is Water Moon Guanyin, also known as Water Auspicious Bodhisattva. It is one of the 33 different forms of Guanyin Bodhisattva that appear to save sentient beings. The moon in the water originally has no shadow, but purification is the cause of seeing this moon. All dharmas are caused by conditions and are false, and ordinary people and fools mistake them for themselves."

Li Yuanrou looked at him blankly: "What do you mean?"

The fortune teller smiled calmly: "Both eyes are illusions, and worries are endless."

He suddenly dropped his serious look, his expression relaxed, and said nonchalantly: "What does it mean? It means that life is only 30,000 days long, so we should live every day happily. Didn't you ask for a talisman? What kind of talisman do you want? Uncle Master will draw it for you."

Li Yuanrou was stunned. Why did the painting style change so suddenly? Where was the enlightened monk just now?

The fortune teller looked at Li Yuanrou's dazed expression and continued, "Tell me, girl, what kind of talisman do you want? A health talisman, a wealth talisman, a luck talisman, a hundred solutions talisman, a harmony talisman... Oh, you probably won't need the harmony talisman."

He stared at Li Yuanrou with burning eyes. Li Yuanrou uttered an "ah" and said hesitantly, "Health Talisman."

She came back to her senses: "Uncle Master, why do you have two different faces? You look completely different from the one outside the temple just now. I thought you had become a monk."

Mr. Interpreter took off his hat, revealing his dark hair. "Why would I pretend to be a monk? I've been pretending for too long. I'm almost pretending to be a high-ranking monk. Finally, someone from my family has come. Why should I pretend to be a high-ranking monk? But being a high-ranking monk is not good enough. I can try to ascend to heaven."

Li Yuanrou looked puzzled: "Didn't you become a monk? Aren't you the abbot? Why are you growing your hair again? Is this okay?"

The fortune teller looked cynical: "My fate is determined by myself, I am the abbot and I have the final say. Life is not about where you are, but where your heart is."

He chuckled and said, "Your uncle is in the temple but my heart is in Taoism. But actually, monks and Taoists are the same. Although Taoism and Buddhism are different, they also have something in common. They all emphasize cultivating the mind."

His expression suddenly straightened up, and he blurted out: "You make your own destiny, and your appearance is determined by your heart. Everything in the world is a transformation. If your heart does not move, everything will not move. If your heart does not change, everything will not change."

Li Yuanrou was once again stunned by his witty remarks.

Mr. Interpreter suddenly came back to his senses and waved his hand: "Oh, this has become a professional disease. Now I can speak the Buddhist words of these bald donkeys at will. Let's not talk about this. Why think so much? Living a good life is perfect."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young monk came running over, saying, "Master, the pork you hid was discovered by the cook. He is furious and is now searching the kitchen to find all the meat and wine you hid."

The fortune teller jumped up and said, "What? You dare to touch my wine and meat? I'll beat you to death. If I don't beat him so hard that his mother can't recognize him, I'm not a monk..."

The little monk was shocked: "Master, this is a quiet Buddhist place, why are you so angry and hitting people again?"

Mr. Interpreter snorted, "He provoked me first. He wanted to be beaten. I went over to beat him up. This is what he wanted. Now we both understand each other. Damn it, he eats radishes and cabbages every day. It's not easy for me to hide some wine and meat... Today I must have a duel with this bastard..."

The little monk whispered timidly: "Master, why are you swearing again..."

Mr. Interpreter said loudly, "What's the matter? If you want to curse someone, just curse them out loud. If you keep the dirty words in your heart, your heart will be dirty. Now that I curse them out loud, my heart will be clear. You just follow me closely, and when we fight, remember to protect my wine and meat."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and walked out. After a few steps, he turned back and shouted, "Wait a moment, girl. I'll draw the talisman for you after I get the wine and meat back."

Li Yuanrou, who was shocked by his unorthodox remarks, suddenly came to her senses and shouted back, "I want two."

Mr. Interpreter waved his hand as he walked away: "OK."

Daya was stunned for a long time with her mouth open before she spoke: "Why does this fortune teller look a little abnormal?"

Li Yuanrou smiled slightly: "He has never been normal."

Daya: "Can he be a host like this?"

Li Yuanrou: "Before he revealed his true nature, didn't you say he was a great monk, transcendent and otherworldly?"

Daya was speechless.

Li Yuanrou: "Daya, go say hello to the monks in the temple. I'm a little sleepy and want to find a room in the temple to rest."

Because Li Yuanrou was almost humiliated by Zhang Ding before, whenever Li Yuanrou asked Daya to leave outside the princess's mansion, Daya would instinctively feel worried.

Daya glanced at Qingluan who was guarding outside the palace and immediately let go of her reflexive heart: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Daya stood up and said, "It's windy today, I'll close the palace door for you."

Li Yuanrou was alone in the temple, looking into the compassionate eyes of Shuiyue Guanyin. Perhaps due to fatigue and sleepiness during pregnancy, she fell asleep on the cushion.

The blurry images in the dream gradually became clear.

At a banquet in someone's house, a woman walked into a room and looked around, as if she was looking for someone. She had no choice but to ask the person in the room.

"Sir, did you see which direction the woman in this room went just now?"

He looked at her, his dark eyes fixed on her face, and suddenly an unknown feeling rose up in his heart, as if he had seen her before. He calmed down, but still couldn't suppress the emotion that surged in his heart for no reason, and his tone became affectionate involuntarily: "No, I only saw you."

He suddenly asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"

She frowned, thinking that the man in front of her was a little rude, just like the playboy who had abruptly chatted with her on the street: "Sir, your trick of chatting her up is too clumsy."

He looked at her with a playful look in his eyes and laughed, "Chatting up? You were the one who spoke to me first."

She warned him coldly, "If you look at me with such reckless eyes again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

He became even more interested and said with a smile, "Oh? You are the first person who has said rude things to me since I was a child."

He suddenly took a step forward and approached her: "Miss, why don't you tell me how to be rude to me?"

She took two steps back, angrily saying, "You crazy bastard! How dare you be so daring and offend me? Today, I don't care which important official's son you are. Tomorrow, I will let my father report your father for neglecting his education!"

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