"Well -" I don't know how long it took, but Ye Fan woke up slowly.
Before he could fully open his eyes, Ye Fan smelled a touch of sandalwood and Chinese medicine.
Being extremely sensitive to medicinal materials, he twitched his nose a few times to regain some consciousness.
In his hazy vision, he saw a white figure with his back turned to him, talking on the phone.
"Wife!"
Ye Fan thought it was Song Hongyan, so he hugged her and kissed her ear, wanting to feel the warmth and fragrance of the past.
But he soon realized something was wrong.
The woman in her arms not only trembled like an electric shock, but the fragrance emitted by her black hair was completely different from Song Hongyan's.
Jasmine, ivy leaves, orchids, violets, roses, woody incense, ylang-ylang, iris... This is the fragrance of flowers mixed with the fragrance of virginity.
Guard the palace incense.
Ye Fan shivered and woke up instantly.
When I looked down, I saw a cold face, black hair, white clothes and bare feet. Who could she be if she wasn't a saint?
The next second, Ye Fan opened his eyes and raised his right hand: "I am born as the old Zhai Master, and die as the old Zhai Master's ghost!"
"I will live and die with the old master!"
"Don't touch the old master! Fire at me! Fire at me!"
After shouting a few words, Ye Fan tilted his head, fell back on the bed and fell asleep.
Just after snoring a few times, Ye Fan's hairs started to stand up, and his instinct made him roll down from the other side of the bed.
Almost at the same moment, Concubine Shi pressed her palm on the wooden bed.
With a click, the wooden bed was torn into pieces and the floor was in a mess.
It was just flying sawdust, but it still couldn't stop the murderous intention flowing out of the master princess.
There are also footsteps approaching slowly! "Shizifei, what are you doing?"
What are you going to do?"
When Ye Fan saw this, he hid in the corner and raised his voice to warn the concubine: "What happened?"
"Are you going to use force on me?
Do you want to attack my overlord?"
"Let me tell you, I have a wife. No matter how beautiful you are, I would rather die than surrender."
"If you come here again, I'll call someone!"
"Come here, help me, it's indecent, the saint is molesting the innocent doctor..." Ye Fan howled like a pig, causing a burst of footsteps from outside.
Several women shouted noisily: "Senior sister, what's wrong?
What happened?"
"It's okay, the patient fell!"
Concubine Shizi responded, and then shouted to Mark: "Shut up!"
Concubine Shi had to stop and said angrily: "If you scream again, I will slap you to death."
Ye Fan also pulled a quilt in front of him: "If you step back, I won't scream."
"Although I'm injured and can't beat you, no matter how strong you are, you can only get my body but not my heart."
Ye Fan is upright and awe-inspiring.
"Ye Fan, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you are becoming more and more shameless."
Seeing Ye Fan's protective attitude, the concubine was so angry that she laughed: "If I had known you were such a bastard, I should have turned a blind eye and let Chen Long slap you to death with one palm."
"Even in the past two days, I shouldn't have taken care of you, and let the old lady severely injure you and make your injuries worse and worse."
I personally took care of this bastard for two days, hugging him and kissing his ears, but in the end it seemed like she was taking advantage.
If she wasn't worried about the misunderstandings of the junior sisters outside, she would have taken out a small whip and whipped this bitch a hundred times.
"Have you taken care of me these two days?"
Ye Fan was startled: "How is this possible?"
"Where are my parents?
Where are my brothers?
Where are my confidantees?"
"There are so many people who can take care of me, why do you leave it to the Saint to torment me?"
"Could it be that you, the saint, specifically asked to take care of me?"
He was slightly shy: "Thank you for your love, but I have a wife, so it's impossible for us."
"Shut up!"
"You were seriously injured by the old lady. Your parents were worried about your life and death, so they brought you to Cihang Zhai for the old master to treat you."
Concubine Shi stared at Ye Fan sharply and sneered: "The old master left you to me for treatment again."
"If it weren't for the old Zhai Master's instructions, and if you signed the old Zhai Master's favor, I really wouldn't want to save you, you bastard."
"I also suffered from brain damage, so I tried my best to treat you and let you wake up within two days."
"If I had known that you were such a useless person, even if I didn't poison you, I would have made you die in pain every day."
Ever since she met Ye Fan, a bastard, Concubine Shi felt like she was losing many things.
Even the temper and mentality that had been cultivated for many years were changed by Ye Fan.
All the joy, anger, sorrow and joy that she had finally downplayed were destroyed by Ye Fan.
"I don't believe this is Cihangzhai!"
Ye Fan got up from the ground, then walked around the concubine and opened the door.
The courtyard outside the door is deep, sandalwood overflows, Buddha's music flows, and there are many women in green guards guarding it.
Concubine Shi sneered: "Open your eyes and see if this is the Tongtian Ancient Temple."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Mark and ran away.
"Help, old master, the saint is bullying me."
"Help, the concubine is going to use force on me..." Ye Fan shouted hysterically while rushing towards the old master's meditation room.
Damn it! Concubine Shi Zi felt like she was about to cry. Her world was not like this... "Old Zhaizhu!"
When the concubine Shi Zi couldn't help but pursue Ye Fan, Ye Fan had already rushed to the Zen room of the old master.
But before he could get close, a dozen women in green clothes surrounded him.
Each of them held a long sword in his hand, ready to poke a few bloody holes into Ye Fan at any time.
Zhuang Zhiruo also stood in front of him and shouted: "Ye Fan, trespassing into forbidden areas, do you want to die?"
"This label makes me feel like I'm being rebellious."
Ye Fan shouted to the meditation room: "I came here just to thank the old monk for saving his life."
"My internal organs were severely injured by the old lady and I was beaten to the point of dying. If the old master hadn't asked the saint to save my life, I would have died long ago."
"As the saying goes, if you receive a drop of kindness from someone, you should repay it with a spring."
"The old master saved me, shouldn't I see him and say thank you?"
"Or maybe Senior Sister Zhuang wants me to be an ungrateful villain?"
"I, Ye Fan, stand upright and repay my kindness. I will never be a white-eyed wolf."
Ye Fan's righteousness made Zhuang Zhiruo and the others unable to react for a moment.
Moreover, they also discovered that if they stopped Ye Fan, they would encourage him to be ungrateful to the old master.
While they were hesitating, Ye Fan had already slipped through the sword formation.
"Old Master, Old Master, Ye Fan is here to see you."
Ye Fan approached the Zen room and shouted: "How are you, old man?"
"Get out, don't hinder the old master of the house from doing his repairs."
Zhuang Zhiruo ran over and shouted: "Old Zhai Master doesn't care about your gratitude."
"What are you talking about? The old master doesn't care about my gratitude, so can I not repay it?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes at her: "The old owner raised you up so much, and I don't ask you to repay me. Don't you think of the old owner as a benefactor?"
Even if he died, he would not leave the small courtyard at this time.
The master's concubine is 100% sure to lead people outside to block him.
As soon as he got out, he was bound to be taken to a secluded place by the master's concubine, and then whipped a hundred times with a small leather whip.
"You——" Zhuang Zhiruo was so angry that she wanted to stab Ye Fan several times with her sword.
She still regretted a little. When Ye Fan begged Tang Ruoxue for blood last time, she slapped him three times, which was a little too gentle.
"Doctor Ye, tell me, why do people's shadows get longer when the sun goes down?"
At this moment, a Buddha's name suddenly sounded in the Zen room, accompanied by the vast and peaceful voice of the old Zen master.
At the same time, a calm but powerful aura emitted, stopping Ye Fan's progress.
His cynicism disappeared instantly.
Hearing what the old master said, Zhuang Zhiruo and the others hurriedly put away their swords and stepped aside respectfully.
Ye Fan took a step forward: "Shadow is yin, and man is yang. Light and darkness are like water and fire. If one disappears, the other will grow."
The old master's tone was calm: "How can light last forever?"
"When the light disappears, the darkness will grow wildly. If you want the darkness to have nowhere to hide, the light must always stay in your heart."
Ye Fan responded respectfully: "If light wants to bloom forever in the heart, it must have the roots to spread across the world."
“How to bring salvation to the world?”
"Punish evil and promote good, and feel no guilt!"
