The Prince Consort's Beloved

Nowadays, she no longer travels in plain clothes. No matter where she goes, she uses the ceremonial guard of the Princess's Mansion. No one dares to make trouble easily, and the Dabei Zen Temple was cleared out early.

Such a big temple, but there are only a few monks.

Li Yuanrou saw the fortune teller again. He had changed from his usual unruly self and put on a monk's robe. He looked like a compassionate monk, but it seemed a little strange that he was missing two front teeth when he spoke.

Li Yuanrou still stepped forward and called him "Uncle Master". The fortune teller did not correct her address. He nodded slightly, looking calm and as if he was free from all worries.

Li Yuanrou couldn't help but sigh in her heart that things and people have changed. The fortune teller was completely different from the last time she came to the Great Compassion Temple.

Today, Li Yuanrou came to the Dabei Zen Temple to see her old friend again. She felt that she must ask about the matter of one soul and two bodies, so she asked again. However, the fortune teller said he didn't know and asked her to ask the Bodhisattva herself, saying that if the Bodhisattva was willing to tell her, she would know what it meant.

Li Yuanrou curled her lips, thinking that the fortune teller was deliberately not telling her. If he didn't want to tell her, then he didn't have to. He was just trying to fool her by saying that Guanyin could speak. It was really unnecessary. She was not an ignorant child.

On second thought, the last time the master said that the fortune teller was struck by lightning, it was a secret revealed. Maybe it was because of this, so she didn't want to force him.

So Li Yuanrou dragged Xiao Luobai straight to the Temple of the God of Wealth and made him kneel in front of the statue of the God of Wealth in the temple.

She closed her eyes and began to chant: "God of Wealth, may you grant me good fortune, a house full of gold and silver, and eternal blessings. The most important thing is my husband. He can't say it, so I will say it for him. God of Wealth bless my husband with good fortune, a thriving business, gold and silver treasures gathered in the hall, and money rolling in like a river. I am willing to eat meat for life as long as it can make my husband and I rich and glorious for the rest of our lives. Money loves me, I love money, money comes from all directions, all to my husband's hands..." After that, she reported Xiao Luobai's name and birth date and other information, and even reported Helian Luobai's name...

When Li Yuanrou opened her eyes, she saw how hard Xiao Luobai was trying to hold back his laughter. She immediately became serious and said that Xiao Luobai was not pious. She held Xiao Luobai's head and made him kowtow three times to the God of Wealth to apologize before she stopped.

The two came out of the God of Wealth Temple. Xiao Luobai wanted to go to the Guanyin Temple to take a look. Li Yuanrou looked at him carefully and asked a soul-searching question: "Do you believe in Guanyin or the God of Wealth?"

Xiao Luobai laughed and sincerely invited, "Let's go in and see if Guanyin Bodhisattva can help sentient beings solve their doubts. Let's go in together?"

Li Yuanrou decisively refused: "No, it's all lies, go ahead, I'll wait for you outside!"

Xiao Luobai looked meaningfully: "You really aren't going?"

Li Yuanrou was determined: "No."

Xiao Luobai tempted her mysteriously: "Then don't regret it. If the Bodhisattva told me anything, I won't tell you."

Li Yuanrou snorted twice to express her disdain, and cursed him madly in her heart: Xiao Luobai was just like the fortune teller, saying that Guanyin can speak, which is really ridiculous.

Li Yuanrou shook her head. Ancient people were ancient people. They could never get rid of the superstitious behavior of praying to gods and worshipping Buddhas.

Daya took Qingfeng to the Marriage Hall, saying that she wanted to fulfill a wish. Li Yuanrou waited alone outside the Guanyin Hall.

Because he had been waiting for too long, Li Yuanrou looked inside the hall again and again, but the young monk ruthlessly closed the door.

Li Yuanrou and others were getting a little bored, so they called Qingluan out from the dark, and took Qingluan to chat, and began to worry about Qingluan's marriage.

She deliberately asked Qingluan: "Where is Kunpeng? Why didn't I see him this time?"

Qing Luan simply replied: "I don't know."

Li Yuanrou secretly observed Qingluan's expression and found that she had no expression on her face. She asked directly, "You and Kunpeng..."

She deliberately didn't say anything else, and Qingluan said calmly, "I have no interest in romantic matters."

Li Yuanrou was a little anxious: "Sister Qingluan, you are a few years older than me, right? Look, I got married at the age of sixteen, and you are still single at this age. Do you want to be alone for the rest of your life?"

Qing Luan nodded sincerely: "That's fine."

Li Yuanrou was speechless. She pulled Qingluan to go to the Marriage Hall to beg for a marriage for her. Qingluan refused to go and Li Yuanrou kept pulling and dragging her. But before they entered the Marriage Hall, she saw Kunpeng. He was hitting the marriage tree outside the Marriage Hall with his fists, cursing something.

Li Yuanrou quickly walked over and scolded Kunpeng, saying that he would not have a good marriage if he behaved like this. Kunpeng had been staring at Qingluan since Qingluan came in, and even when Li Yuanrou was talking, his eyes did not move, and he looked a little sad.

Qingluan never looked at him straight in the eyes. He just opened his mouth and called out, "Qingluan..."

Qingluan walked out of the courtyard of the Marriage Palace. Li Yuanrou turned around and chased Qingluan. From behind they heard the sound of Kunpeng punching the Marriage Tree.

Li Yuanrou took Qingluan and changed their route and went to the Temple of the God of Wealth again. She felt that she should go to the God of Wealth and pray again. After all, there were so many people asking the God of Wealth for help. How could the God of Wealth remember who she prayed to after everyone? If she went to the God of Wealth a few more times in a day, she would definitely become familiar to him.

So, Li Yuanrou went to the God of Wealth and knelt down devoutly again, praying sincerely. It took a long time before he came out to find Xiao Luobai.

When they arrived at the entrance of Guanyin Hall, it was still closed. She chatted with Qingluan again until the door of Guanyin Hall opened again.

When Xiao Luobai came out again, his face was gloomy and his lips were tightly closed. An unspeakable emotion slowly overflowed in his eyes as he looked at her. This feeling became more and more turbulent after he got on the carriage.

Li Yuanrou asked him what happened and why he took so long to go in, but Xiao Luobai remained silent.

Li Yuanrou asked again and again, but Xiao Luobai had a mysterious expression on his face and said that he went in and chatted with the Bodhisattva for a while, and fell asleep while chatting. The Bodhisattva entered his dream and solved his doubts in the dream, and he learned some incredible secrets.

Li Yuanrou curled her lips in disdain, thinking that he was just talking nonsense to fool her.

After returning home that day, Li Yuanrou went to find Daya to chat. When he was leaving, Qingfeng chased him out. With a sad face, he asked Li Yuanrou to help persuade her. Although Daya treated him very well, she would not let him get close to her at night.

Qing Feng pleaded sincerely and bluntly: "Princess, you are the only one who can take care of your people."

Qingfeng even used the honorific "you". In the past, he always called you "you, you, you". It can be seen that he was really sincere from the bottom of his heart, and he really had nowhere else to turn.

Li Yuanrou naturally sided with Daya: "Daya is yours now, you can take care of her yourself."

Li Yuanrou left without mercy, and Qingfeng went back with a sad face.

Zhuge Hongzhan probably never imagined that the couple he had tried so hard to bring together against his conscience were actually the least promising.