Han Qiancheng naturally understood what Xiao Chengyi meant, he just couldn't understand: "Why do you want to help me?"
Xiao Chengyi told him this, just to dissuade him from seeking death.
But why did he do this?
Xiao Chengyi said: "Because I have experienced the same tragedy as you, so I don't want to see you make the same mistake again.
Furthermore, how many innocent people have you harmed because of your selfish desires? Do you just want to die like this?
The sins you have carried on your body should be washed away, so that even if you are reincarnated, you can live an upright life, right?"
Han Qiancheng thought of today's killing, but many innocent people died. How could he see his Ling'er when he was burdened with such sin?
He took a deep breath and made up his mind: "I will no longer think about seeking death."
Even if he dies, he must wash away his sins. If he enters Buddhism, he can see Ling'er and start over with her. He is willing.
No matter how many years he has to pray before the Buddha, he is willing as long as he can still see her.
Xiao Chengyi nodded with satisfaction, put the dagger back and said: "Eat, I will take you to Fansheng Temple tomorrow."
Han Qiancheng didn't move his chopsticks, but said softly: "Thank you."
Xiao Chengyi glanced at him, then took something and put it on the table and said, "This is the relic of Princess Qinghe. I'll leave it to you as a memory."
After leaving these words, he got up and walked out.
Han Qiancheng looked at the thing wrapped in a plain handkerchief on the table. He picked it up and slowly opened it. It was a white jade bracelet.
This bracelet was very familiar to Han Qiancheng. It was something Yan Ruoling often wore on her hand, and it was also a relic left to her by her mother.
Han Qiancheng held the bracelet against his chest and cried uncontrollably. At first, his cry was very suppressed, but gradually the sound spread outside.
Xiao Chengyi did not leave. He stood in front of the door and listened to Han Qiancheng's cry, thinking of himself in a daze.
He once held Yan Yan's spiritual tablet and cried so sadly.
No one can truly understand the pain of losing a loved one unless they have experienced it themselves.
It's not that he doesn't want to fulfill Han Qiancheng's life, but that Han Qiancheng has sinned deeply. If he wants to be fulfilled by them, he needs to atone for his sins first.
In this way, he will truly know how to cherish.
Xiao Chengyi took a deep breath and walked away, and saw Yan Jingxuan waiting for him not far away.
He walked over and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Yan Jingxuan said: "I heard everything you said to him. So you want to send him to the Fansheng Temple to become a monk?"
Xiao Chengyi raised his eyebrows and asked: "No?"
Yan Jingxuan smiled and said, "I think this is a good idea."
After a pause, he looked at Xiao Chengyi seriously and said: "Thank you, Chang Ling told me that it was your panacea that saved Ling'er and the child in her belly."
When he sent Ling'er back, he thought his sister was dead for a while, and he didn't even dare to stand guard in front of the door and listen to Feng Changling's death pronouncement.
However, who would have thought that Ling'er would be rescued. Not only was she fine, but the child in her belly was also saved.
This was too much of a surprise for him.
Whether it was Ling'er or Chu Chu, if it weren't for Xiao Chengyi, how would he have achieved such perfection in his life?
Xiao Chengyi said: "Are you sure you want to say thank you to me?"
Yan Jingxuan touched his nose and said humbly, "Don't I know how to express it?"
Xiao Chengyi said rudely: "In the future, just help me share my worries and handle political affairs."
Why does he want a useless thank you? What he wants is someone to go to the mountains of swords and the sea of fire for him, no matter what.