Shocked! After rebirth, my princess wants to remarry

Thinking of this, Gu Qinghe didn't want to stay here any longer, and his face became visibly gloomy.

"I have something else to say to you..." Before Xiao Jingheng could finish his words, Gu Qinghe interrupted him.

"Your Highness, I really have something to do. If you and I meet here by chance and it wasn't an appointment, then you must have other things to do in Xiangguo Temple. I won't bother you for now."

Gu Qinghe finished speaking calmly. Han Desheng looked at the prince. The prince didn't show any sign of anger. This was really strange. The attitude of this Third Miss Gu was not respectful at all. Could the prince be so tolerant?

Gu Qinghe was not sure either. The Dog Prince's temper was not the best, but she really didn't want to deal with it anymore. When she saw his heartless father the day before the child's death, she felt like a knife was cutting her heart.

"Your Highness, I am honored to meet you." The abbot's voice sounded at the right time.

Xiao Jingheng looked sideways and saw the old monk looking at this side with a mysterious smile on his face, as if there was some interesting drama going on here.

Gu Qinghe nodded slightly when she saw the abbot, then clasped her hands together and said, "Abbot, thank you for the convenience the temple has given me. I'll take my leave now."

The abbot smiled and nodded without saying anything.

Gu Qinghe then brought his men back to the courtyard where they had stayed the night before, and told Wang Da to feed the horses, as they would be going home soon.

On this side, Xiao Jingheng was led into the Changsheng Hall by the abbot master, "Your Highness, this is your people coming here to make the Changsheng tablet according to your instructions."

The abbot pointed to a black sign. Xiao Jingheng looked over and saw that it was indeed written according to what he said. He nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the gaseous tablets in the hall. There were at least hundreds of them, if not thousands. It must be because of the family's concern that they can be bathed in incense here.

However, Xiao Jingheng saw that the whole hall was filled with brown signs, with only two black signs. In addition to the one that he had someone write "Huaiwen", there was another one that said "Xiaoman".

Looking more closely, he found that the two tablets were identical except for the titles on them, both reading "June 6th". He had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Master Abbot, who set up this longevity tablet?" Xiao Jingheng walked closer to take a look. The golden words on it were still very new, as if they were written just these two days. He turned around abruptly, took down the one with the words "Huaiwen" written on it, and compared it with the one with "Xiaoman" written on it. They were about the same degree of dryness and wetness.

His heart was pounding, as if it would jump out of his throat in the next moment.

"Your Highness, you already have the answer in your heart. There is no need for me to explain it to you again. You know the details better than I do, don't you?" said the abbot with a calm expression.

"You?" Xiao Jingheng withdrew his gaze from the two immortality tablets and looked at the abbot in surprise, "What do you mean?"

The abbot smiled and said, "Your Highness, monks do not tell lies. I mean what I said literally."

Xiao Jingheng stood quietly, then put the two tablets away. He felt empty and regretful in his heart. He regretted his past life, but now it seemed that Gu Qinghe had at least been reborn after the accident with this child.

After that, Gu Qinghe only managed the affairs of the harem, and there was no romance between the two of them. He understood that she was hurt, so he would just wait and see, and in the end their relationship would be stiff.

He was still thinking of marrying her back to the Eastern Palace and treating her well to make up for the regrets of his previous life. Now, would she still marry him?

In this life, he tried several times to see Gu Qinghe, but Gu Qinghe never came. Maybe it wasn't a coincidence, but she simply didn't want to come, didn't want to marry into the East Palace, and didn't want to marry him.

Xiao Jingheng's eyes dimmed, and his mind repeatedly replayed the scenes of the several times they met. The look in her eyes when she looked at him did not have the shyness she had when they first met in the previous life, nor the warmth and dependence she had when they were just married. Instead, she tried to avoid him as much as possible every time they met, and was distant and calm.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingheng shuddered a little. Even though it was the scorching summer of June, the look that just flashed through his mind was like the cold wind of winter, biting and ruthless.

The pain in my heart was like being pierced by fine needles. Every breath was accompanied by pain in my left chest, as if it was being torn apart.

He knew that he owed her a lot in his previous life, and he also understood his feelings for her, but she had not forgotten the child and even named him "Xiaoman" as a nickname. "Xiaoman is better than Wanquan", what kind of mood did she have when she came up with this name, not to mention when she lost him?

"Your Highness, the past cannot be retrieved. Karma is interdependent. Reincarnation is only to continue the past relationship. Debts owed in the past life must be repaid in this life." The abbot slowly turned the sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand. "It is easy to put away these past and present lives, but without great opportunity, such a chance will not come."

Xiao Jingheng looked over from the side and said, "Not every mistake can be forgiven." Looking at Gu Qinghe like that, if it weren't for his status as the crown prince, he would have devoured his blood and flesh long ago.

"Your Highness, each cycle of reincarnation has its own mysteries. Perhaps the solution will be found in this life." The abbot still had a smile on his face.

Xiao Jingheng originally did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but after having such an experience, he felt more at ease when listening to the abbot's words. "Thank you, Master Abbot."

The abbot clasped his hands together, smiled, and lowered his head. "With sincerity, even metal and stone can be broken. Your Highness, take care."

After the old monk finished speaking, he took his leave and left the Changsheng Hall.

Xiao Jingheng stood in the Changsheng Palace, looking at the posthumous title "Huaiwen" he gave to his eldest son. This was the posthumous title of the crown prince, but it was written in his last edict. She didn't know if she had seen it.

He looked at the tablet of "Xiaoman" again, his eyes turned red as he looked at it, and he chuckled. Gu Qinghe really couldn't hide anything. The handwriting was clearly practiced with him in the East Palace.

Sincerity is the key, isn't it? Wait, wait until your father lets your mother give birth to you safely.

Xiao Jingheng led Han Desheng out of the Changsheng Hall in high spirits. The abbot behind the big pine tree also came out with a smile, stroking his white beard.

Gu Qinghe felt relieved only after she left Xiangguo Temple. She had never felt comfortable being under the same sky with the Dog Prince. As expected, she felt much more open-minded after leaving where he was.

It's such a bad fate, why do I see him everywhere?

"Miss, when we were waiting for Wang Da just now, the young monk in the temple gave us two servants a lot of plums. Would you like to try some?" Wangchun said with a smile. She was afraid that the young lady was angry with her. She was frightened by the prince's aura just now, so she spoke without asking the young lady.

"Eat it when you get back. We can make the extra into candied fruit." Gu Qinghe said softly.

"Yes." Wangchun saw that there was nothing unusual about the girl and happily agreed.

“Bang—” Gu Qinghe only felt her body tilt to the left, and then she heard Wang Da’s apologetic voice, “Miss, the wheel hub of the carriage is cracked…”