Arrogant and domineering because of his good looks: His Majesty always pretends to be righteous

Xia Rongliu still couldn't calm down. She hadn't slept enough in the morning and thought she could sleep a little longer out of boredom, but that familiar feeling just now completely chased away her sleepiness. Looking down at her drowsy body, she felt a little annoyed.

Xia Rongliu sat under the tree, increasingly annoyed by the colorful ribbons that kept waving in front of her. She carried Juejue around and wandered around, with a little monk following behind her. "You, don't follow me."

The young monk shook his head firmly and said, "No, little benefactor, if you get lost, I will be held responsible."

Xia Rongliu pouted, "Don't worry, I'm not bad with directions, I won't get lost. I'm just looking around." The little monk was unyielding, so Xia Rongliu had no choice but to follow him. She wasn't going to do anything anyway.

...that's weird.

Xia Rongliu suddenly squatted down, and Juejue jumped off her. Xia Rongliu clutched her stomach and frowned, "My stomach hurts so much..." Her eyes occasionally glanced at the little monk next to her.

The young monk, however, showed little reaction and said indifferently, "Young benefactor, please get up. I'm not falling for your trick. I've used this tactic before when I didn't want to meditate and listen to Zen."

Xia Rongliu didn't respond to the little monk. Turning her back to him, she lay down on the ground, crying out in pain. The little monk stood there for a while, seeing that Xia Rongliu wasn't giving up and was still lying on the ground, saying as he walked, "Little benefactor, if you keep lying on the ground, your little skirt will..."

The little monk suddenly stopped speaking halfway through his sentence. Xia Rongliu, who was lying on the ground, looked extremely painful, her lips pale. The little monk was only a few years older than Xia Rongliu, and was still a child, so he couldn't see through Xia Rongliu's little tricks.

"What's wrong, young benefactor? Don't scare me! I'll go get someone." Before she could leave, Xia Rongliu grabbed her sleeve and said weakly, "No, no... I think I ate something bad. Where's the outhouse here?"

"I'll help you." The little monk blushed and helped Xia Rongliu up, leading her step by step to the outhouse, with Juejue following behind. "This is it, little benefactor, please go in."

Xia Rongliu waved her hand and walked in, pointing to the cat as she went. "I'm leaving my cat to you. Just wait for me under the big tree."

The little monk agreed, stood at the door for a while holding the cat, then decided to go under the big tree. Xia Rongliu, peering through the crack at the little monk's back, chuckled mischievously before sneaking out.

Following her familiar instincts, she didn't know what she would eventually see. She just followed her instincts aimlessly. Finally, Xia Rongliu looked at the place she had marked and sighed. This was the third time she had come back to the same spot.

Xia Rongliu thought to herself, "Never mind," but when she turned around, she saw someone standing a few steps behind her. It didn't seem like a benefactor who had just happened to walk there, but rather someone who had been following her for a long time.

Xia Rongliu was much shorter than that person. Looking up from below, she had a slender figure, and her Taoist robe inexplicably added to her Taoist and otherworldly air. When she saw his face, Xia Rongliu froze completely.

She now understood where the sense of familiarity came from. It wasn't from when she was a child in her past life, but from the fact that she would occasionally wander around here for the ten years after her death. And the man in front of her was the one who buried her after her death.

She didn't know this person or why he did this. In her previous life, she was left to wander the streets and froze to death without anyone saving her. After her death, she was buried by a stranger.

If one wanted to do good deeds, one could simply bury the body anywhere in the capital. Instead, one had to travel a long and arduous journey, carrying the corpse all the way to Furong Mountain, and even erecting a monument.

Master Yuanming looked at her with amusement and took a step forward. Xia Rongliu hadn't even reacted yet and took a step back. Master Yuanming assumed she was afraid of him. "Don't worry, I won't tell your mother."

Xia Rongliu came to her senses. She had been reincarnated with her memories intact. Many things had changed, and there were many questions that she couldn't answer now. She regained her childlike innocence and asked, "Really?"

Master Yuanming nodded. "Including how you tricked that little monk."

Xia Rongliu blushed. She had actually seen that. "So what if you said it? My mother won't hit me. But you, what are you doing in this Buddhist temple, a Taoist priest?"

"What, can't the Taoist priest come? Of course I came to pray for blessings, I didn't expect to meet you, little thing."

Xia Rongliu: ...

Who are you calling a little brat?

"Never mind, it was my fault first. Daoist, go do your own thing." Xia Rongliu bowed. After all, it was the person who buried her; otherwise, her body might still be warm.

Master Yuanming touched his nose. "Let's go. I'm going to that tree too." After taking a few steps, Xia Rongliu turned back without moving and said, "Still want to play? That little monk must be getting impatient." After saying that, she took a few more steps.

Xia Rongliu still lifted her skirt and followed.

Before we even reached the big tree, we could see the little monk jumping up and down anxiously, as if he was trying to find Xia Rongliu but had been tripped up by something.

Xia Rongliu and Daoist Yuanming walked past one after the other. Suddenly, something darted down from the tree, too fast to see clearly. A white shadow flashed by, and Xia Rongliu found herself holding a cat.

The little monk looked over and saw Xia Rongliu rushing over. "Oh, my little ancestor, you've finally come! You've been gone for so long. I wanted to go look for you, but the cat was in the tree and I was afraid it would get lost. What have you been doing? Why did it take you so long?"

Before Xia Rongliu could speak, the little monk looked behind her and bowed, saying, "Master Yuanming."

Xia Rongliu wasn't surprised; he had often seen him here during those ten years of wandering.

"Yinyin—" Lin Yue had finished writing and came out, calling Xia Rongliu's name, "Yinyin, have you been good?" Xia Rongliu felt guilty and rolled her eyes.

Lin Yue knew her daughter well; she could tell at a glance that Xia Rongliu was restless. She tapped Xia Rongliu's head and said, "You're always causing me trouble."

"Mom~" Xia Rongliu chuckled twice and snuggled against Lin Yue while hugging Juejue.

Lin Yue didn't blame Xia Rongliu. Seeing that Master Yuanming had some doubts in his mind, and that he had come to the temple in his Taoist robes, could it be that he came to cause trouble?

The old monk wasn't surprised to see Master Yuanming. "You've come so early today?"

"The weather is fine today, and the sun isn't too strong. I thought it would be nice to come early since autumn is here, so I could stay a while longer," said Master Yuanming calmly. The old monk stroked his beard. "Perfect timing, let's have a vegetarian meal here today."

Master Yuanming readily agreed without any hesitation. Xia Rongliu knew that Master Yuanming was a frequent visitor and was quite familiar with the place. She quickly pointed out that they would probably eat together.

The old monk even joked, "Why isn't Qinghe here today? Are you tired of him?"

"That kid must have been out of his mind last night, staying up all night. He's probably still sleeping in," Master Yuanming joked. He wasn't far from the temple, on Mount Furong. He himself had a Taoist temple, but he still loved to visit Baizhen Temple.

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