Mu Yun'an slowly raised his head, looked at Xiao Chengyi opposite, and saw that what he was holding was her spiritual tablet.
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she couldn't help but choked out: "Brother Yi, your Yan Yan is right here."
But Xiao Chengyi couldn't hear or see. He held the spiritual tablet and knelt on the ground as if repenting. Tears fell one after another, as if they fell on Mu Yun'an's face.
"Brother Yi."
Mu Yun'an stretched out her hand to wipe Xiao Chengyi's tears, but she couldn't touch anything. At this moment, the closed door of the palace was pushed open.
Seeing the person walking over, Mu Yun'an became more and more certain that he had returned to his previous life after his death, because the person who came was none other than Xuan Du.
Xuan Du glanced at Xiao Chengyi who was kneeling on the ground, and sighed: "Why are you doing this? You didn't know how to cherish it when you were alive, and what's the use of regretting it after you die?"
Xiao Chengyi glanced at him when he heard this, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is there really reincarnation in this world?"
Xuan Du frowned. He sat on the ground, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. Looking at the kind-faced Buddha in front of him, he said in a faint voice: "If you love her so much, why did you kill her with your own hands?"
That was the past that Xiao Chengyi didn't want to mention the most. He closed his eyes and gently patted the spiritual tablet in his arms as if patting his beloved Yan Yan.
"I have been entangled with her for so many years. From the first day I entered the general's mansion, she didn't like me and tried to hurt me over and over again. It's because of her that my legs are disabled, and the cold illness all over my body is also caused by her.
But I always remember the little girl who called me brother and gave me an osmanthus candy when I was a child. I also tried to get her back, but I couldn't.
She hates me so much, why don't I do the same? I once thought that if I captured the imperial city and captured her, I would imprison her next to me so that she would never be able to escape for the rest of her life.
But when I saw her tied up on the tower by Yuan Qirui, with her face badly damaged, I knew that even if I saved her, she wouldn't survive."
Xiao Chengyi closed his eyes, and tears fell down his handsome face, falling on the spiritual tablet in his arms.
Xuandu was speechless for a while after hearing what he said. After a while of silence, he said, "If we had it to do over again, it would still end like this."
"No, it won't."
Xiao Chengyi's eyes were firm: "If I could do it all over again, I would definitely not let her get hurt again. I would protect her, pamper her, let her only see me in her heart, and let her only call me brother."
Mu Yunan looked at him and couldn't help crying. She sniffed and reached out to hold his hand and said: "In Yanyan's heart, the only person in her eyes is brother Yi, and she will only call you brother."
Xuandu glanced at Xiao Chengyi and said: "She made too many mistakes during her lifetime. If she wants to find a way to be reborn, she must wash away her sins. Only then will you have a chance."
He stood up and said in a calm voice: "Choose a Dharma name for yourself."
"Yi'an."
Xiao Chengyi seemed to say these two words without thinking.
Xuan Du nodded: "From today on, Xiao Chengyi is dead. The one who lives now is Yi'an. May the Buddha favor you and let you find the secret of reincarnation, Amitabha."
He clasped his hands together, nodded slightly and bowed before turning and walking out.
Xiao Chengyi knelt on the ground. He looked at the Buddha statue in front of him with a pious expression on his face: "Buddha is on high. Disciple Yi'an became a monk today and put an end to his past life. He is willing to take refuge in my Buddha.
I will atone for the sins of my beloved Mu Yun'an and wash away her sins. I also hope that the Buddha will grant my disciple the opportunity to be reincarnated in the next life and reconnect with Yan Yan."
He held Mu Yunan's spiritual tablet and kowtowed three times.
Mu Yun'an knelt beside him and knelt down with him. After three prostrations, he saw the entire hall lit up with a Buddha light, accompanied by Sanskrit sounds.