[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ-６９ＨＵＵ.ＯＭ] Nangong Lin also hugged her, nestled against her chest, smelled the faint fragrance of her body, and said with nostalgia and reluctance, "No! If there really is an afterlife, I
I still want to be my mother’s son. In the next life, we will be together and never be separated again!”
Qingyu's expression was changing slightly, and her heart was filled with ripples. But she still curled her lips and smiled, and promised, "Okay! We will never be separated again in the next life, and my mother will never leave you alone again..."
Nangong Lin nodded, tightened his arms, and held her tighter. He wanted to feel her breath and body temperature...
This is the first time Qingyu has held him, and I think it will also be the last time. After today, mother and son are separated from each other again. I don’t know if they will meet again in the future...
next day
The news of Qingyu's departure from the imperial city has reached Nangong Lu's ears. Since he returned to the palace, he has been staying in Yueying Tower. He kept drawing portraits of Qingyu, but none of them satisfied him.
It was like he suddenly suffered from amnesia. He had forgotten her smile. He could no longer paint the happy picture of them in Xiaozhu that day...
"Father, mother has left the imperial city today." Nangong Lin came to Yueying Tower and looked at him with a haggard face, and he felt a tingling feeling in his heart.
Nangong Lu's hand holding the paintbrush trembled, and the ink from the tip of the pen dripped onto the scroll, instantly blurring the outline on it.
Nangong Lin frowned, knowing that he was reluctant to let go, but now he had no choice but to let go!
He also said, "Don't worry, I have ordered the Dark Feather Team to escort my mother all the way."
Nangong Lu pursed his lips, his face still a little pale.
"I understand, you can go out." Nangong Luqi said. In this life, he and Qingyu have nothing to do with each other. The so-called happiness is just a flash in the pan. She will never remember what she promised that day.
He will always stay by his side and forget that she said they are a family!
Nangong Lu thought that he had done so much, and even if he could not eliminate all the hatred in her heart, he could at least make her hate him less, but in the end... he was still the person she hated and hated the most in her life.
"Father, you have to take care of yourself." Nangong Lin said with a slightly mature tone. He looked at him with dim eyes, as if there was no hope in his heart to support his continued survival.
Nangong Lu's heart is now like the dead sea. Except Qingyu, no one can save him from this dead ocean.
"Send someone to protect her secretly. She can't see. Don't let anyone bully her..." Nangong Lu ordered. Until now, he cared more about Qingyu than himself.
Nangong Lin replied, "I will. I will go to see my mother after she has settled down."
Nangong Lu didn't speak anymore, he knew Qingyu wouldn't want to see him again.
Nangong Lin did not continue to disturb her. He also believed that although he was listless now, he would never commit suicide, because the person he cared about in his heart was still alive, so he would not allow himself to die!
…
On the other side, Qingyu, who had left the imperial city, was heading west. Since she could not see, Nangong Lin sent a guard to take her where she wanted to go. She had no idea that there was an entire dark army along the way.
The feather team is protecting her.
For seven consecutive days, Qingyu was on the road, looking for the place he longed for while healing his eyes.
Perhaps it was some arrangement, but when Qingyu was walking to Lianhua Temple, she heard the sound of bells...
Boom--boom--boom--
That kind of sound comes from the high mountains, and when heard from the mountainside, it still has a feeling of cleansing one's heart.
Suddenly, Qingyu felt that the place she was looking for was this...
The mundane things in the world have been entangled with her for half her life, her most beautiful years have passed, and the person she loves the most is no longer there, and there is no other nostalgia in the world!
"Stop!" Qingyu said, opening the car curtain and raising her eyes slightly, as if looking at the top of the mountain.
The guard took the horse's rein and asked, "Madam, do you want to rest?"
Qingyu shook her head and replied, "I want to go up the mountain."
The guard was a little confused and frowned. He also raised his eyes to look at the mountain and said, "This mountain is a bit high. I will go find a sedan right now. Madam, please wait a moment."
Qingyu had already got off the carriage and said, "No need, I'll walk up the mountain by myself."
The guard hesitated for a few seconds, but when he saw that Qingyu had already taken steps, he could only immediately step forward to help her, and reminded, "Madam, be careful."
…
They walked for more than two hours before arriving at the nunnery on the top of the mountain. The environment here was quiet and there were not many pilgrims, but it was still decent.
When they entered the nunnery, a little nun in monk's robes came over, clasped her hands together and asked, "Does the donor want to offer incense?"
Qingyu replied, "I want to see the host master."
The guard felt a little strange and didn't know what Qingyu wanted to do, so he didn't dare to say anything for a while.
The little nun took a look at them and saw that their clothes should come from a wealthy family. She thought they were going to donate money for sesame oil, so she said politely, "Master in charge is currently meditating and chanting sutras. Please come to the side hall to wait for a moment."
.”
Qingyu nodded and was helped by the guards to the side hall.
She sat quietly on the chair, her posture was elegant, and even though she was silent, her whole body exuded a noble temperament.
The little nun served them fragrant tea and then left. About half a quarter of an hour later, an old nun wearing cassocks came. She was about sixty years old.
"Madam, the master in charge is here." The guard nodded slightly and reminded.
Qingyu also heard the footsteps and smelled a scent.
She stood up, looked at the door and nodded slightly.
The old nun looked her up and down and saw that she had an outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament. Her eyes were dark and gloomy, so she must not be able to see.
"Madam, why are you looking for this poor nun?" the old nun asked, also clasping her hands together, but still holding a string of Buddhist beads in her palms.
Qingyu didn't mince words and replied in a low voice, "I want to become a monk, and I would like to ask the master to ordain me!"
Hearing this, the guard on the side was stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Madam!"
The old nun saw all the expressions of the two of them. She had already seen through the turmoil in the world of mortals, and could see that Qingyu's mortal roots were not broken.
She said, "The donor's heart is still unresolved, so it is not appropriate for him to become a monk."
Qingyu looked sincere, and knelt down in front of them, begging, "I have lost all my heart, but I still hope to convert to the disciples of the Buddha. Please be kind to my master, agree to my request, and shave off my hair."
The guard on the side was anxious. Nangong Lin ordered him to escort her to a safe place, but he did not say to send her to a nunnery.
"Madam! Madam, please think twice!" The guard also knelt down. If she shaved off her hair today, his life would be in danger if he went back!