Just as the master was about to catch it, it fell into Luo Jingyao's hand again in an instant.
The Duke and his wife were horrified, and their expressions changed greatly. King An's outstretched hand did not catch the bead. Although it flashed by, King An recognized it. It was a golden bodhi on his Buddhist beads.
, when he was eight years old, he was borrowed by the current host, the master, for ten years.
And his string of prayer beads was given to him by the master's master. He has carried it with him since he was a child.
"Grandmaster?"
The Duke and his wife looked at the master.
King An also stared at the master with cold eyes.
If he couldn't explain why, he would vent his anger on the old bald donkey.
"This is God's will and cannot be disobeyed. After today, the female donor will be back to her original state. Donors don't have to worry." As soon as the master finished speaking, Luo Jingyao opened her eyes, feeling confused and sad for a flash.
"Mom, daddy." Luo Jingyao said in a low voice, lowering her eyes.
She didn't know why, but she didn't want to face these parents.
"Yao'er." The Duke's wife was cautious, but she felt her daughter's rejection of them. For a moment, she didn't know whether to hug her daughter. She didn't even dare to hold her little hands.
The Duke patted his wife's shoulder comfortingly, with deep pain flashing in his eyes.
"Master, will that bead harm the child's health?"
"It's only good for her." It's really destiny.
The master glanced at Queen An and left immediately. He had previously contacted people from the other side of time and space, and he was going to talk about scriptures and Taoism.
After leaving, I went directly to retreat.
King An didn't know what was going on, but he also knew that his little princess wanted to break her promise.
"Yao'er?" The Duke's wife never stopped crying.
Luo Jingyao closed her eyes directly. She felt heartbroken when she saw it, but she just didn't want to talk or talk to anyone. She just wanted to find a place where there was no one and be in a daze.
"You guys go out."
"Okay, mother and father, let's talk now. Your brothers are still praying in front of the Buddha. I'll go tell them so that they won't worry." The Duke's wife turned around and left.
"Daddy doesn't blame you for not being able to come out for the time being. If you do, it's because we didn't take good care of you. It's just that daddy hopes that you can give us a chance, a chance to make up for loving you. Don't be hard on yourself. Daddy, mother and brothers.
, our ancestors are waiting for you to come back."
After the Duke of Guo finished speaking, he went out. He understood the child.
If this kind of thing hadn't been explained by the master, he would have thought it was a fantasy.
King An gave Qingyun a look, and Qingyun quickly left. After almost a cup of tea, he came back and wrote down on paper what the master who had just been forced out of seclusion said on paper, and presented it to King An for review.
The more An Wang looked at it, the more his eyebrows tightened. He thought it was a fairy tale.
But it seems like all of this really happened.
It turns out that their fate started to get entangled so early?
The golden bodhi bead actually took her soul away and went to time and space a thousand years later.
So did the living Buddha take all of this into account before sending this string of beads to him?
"Are you ok?"
The man's deep voice was as cautious as he was dealing with a fragile ceramic doll that he was not aware of.
Luo Jingyao closed her eyes and said nothing. She didn't want to talk to anyone today. The thread called "home" in her heart was broken.
The family she hides in her heart is just a bubble, just a part of her excessive tolerance.
Even what I thought I was turned out to be just her occupying someone else's body.
One body and two souls.
She is actually the extra one.
Luo Jingyao let out a sob, and her tears fell down like a faucet with the valve turned on, passing over her ears, sinking into the pillow towel, and soaking a large area.
Wang An's heart throbbed violently, and she got up from the wheelchair, stepped forward with her long legs, bent down and squatted in front of the bed, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
However, the more I wiped it, the more I wiped it, and it couldn't be wiped off at all.
But he stubbornly wiped it gently, said nothing, and waited silently by her side.
Looking at the person on the bed, her eyes were red and her nose was red. When he noticed, her face was white with a hint of yellow, but her forehead was hot.
"Come here, go back home." He didn't care about pretending to be disabled, and directly picked him up from the bed, wrapped him tightly in his cloak, and strode out.
"master……"
"Go away and go to the imperial doctor quickly."
When he went out and saw someone, he woke up suddenly and looked at the people outside with a deep look.
The Duke, his wife, and Luo Qingxue were just surprised, and then looked at Luo Jingyao with nervous and worried eyes.
"Please, Your Majesty, please give me your little daughter, Your Majesty..." Before he could finish his words, he stretched out his hand and quickly took his daughter into his arms.
Prince An sat on the wheelchair, clasped his hands, pursed his thin lips, and was pushed behind by Qingyun without saying a word.
Luo Jingyao was taken directly back to the Duke's Mansion, and the imperial doctor was invited. He prescribed medicine and cooked a bowl of dark soup. All this was simple, but how many people were needed to give Luo Jingyao medicine?
Unable to feed her, the Duke's wife burst into tears again.
Prince An silently picked up the medicine bowl and looked at everyone present.
The Duke of Guo sighed and temporarily retreated with his wife and children.
When King An opened the door, they poured in again.
It wasn't until Luo Jingyao's fever subsided that the Duke's wife was forcefully sent back to the Liuguang Courtyard to lie down and rest.
Luo Jingyao slept for two whole days before getting up from the bed.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry." She couldn't understand and broke their hearts.
"No, no, it's my mother's fault. She shouldn't have done it. She can think of other ways." The Duke's wife cried while holding her daughter. Seeing her thin little face and her body running away when the wind blows, she felt like
Knife twist.
Luo Jingyao smiled reassuringly. She knew that if her mother had not been able to do anything else, she would not have extracted her soul and sent it to other time and space.
She is grateful for their love for her.
This love is too heavy, wrapped in full maternal love.
It was snowing so heavily that even the carriage could not move, but she could hold her in her arms, kneel every step of the way, and kowtow every step of the way. The road and steps from the capital to Huguo Temple, the weather was good, and walking alone was difficult, but she
But he went there on his knees in such weather.
"Mom, thank you. I'm back, I'm home."
"Ah, Yao'er, Yao'er, my child, my child..." The Duke's wife cried so hard that she couldn't speak. She cried loudly without regard for dignity. Those who heard it were sad and those who saw it shed tears.
The Duke of Guo held both mother and daughter in his arms.
Luo Jingkong's brothers had red eyes, looked up at the sky, or turned their backs. Luo Jingzhou ignored them and cried. It scared him to death. He didn't know what happened, but he knew that his sister almost died.
Already.
My mother said before that my sister's soul was sent to other time and space by the master of Huguo Temple. My sister was in a coma before and just didn't want to come back. She almost left them again.
