Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 360
In front of the cabin on the back slope of Yuming Temple, a monk in white was cutting bamboo shoots, and a young woman in light yellow was drinking tea.

The autumn wind shakes the fallen leaves, but it is not sad.

"Master, are you sure you don't need my help?" Ling Yue asked again.

Saying that you have something to ask for advice is more like rubbing rice.

Or the kind of hands-off shopkeeper.

Ming Yi turned around and smiled: "No, it will be fine soon."

There was a lot of dirt on the skin of the bamboo shoots. Ming Yi peeled off several of them, but none of them got on his clothes, which made Ling Yue admire.

Can't help but think of Ayun.

It was the same when he peeled the pomegranate for her. Not only did his clothes not get any pomegranate juice, but his hands were also very clean.

If you don't count the cocoons that have melted into the palm of the palm after more than ten years of suffering, they are really a pair of perfect hands.

She sighed silently, scratching her head.

Why does she always think of him when she sees similar scenes now? Does she really like him so far?

Did the relationship progress so quickly?I was caught off guard!
When you think about it, you are everywhere.

The wind is also you, the rain is also you;
The stars and sea are you, and the world of fireworks is you.
Ming Yi has already cooked the bamboo shoots on the stove, but she is still daydreaming.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

When Ling Yue came to her senses, Ming Yi was already sitting opposite her, and took a sip of tea.

This movement is extremely elegant and pleasing to the eye.

If she didn't know him, she would have thought he was a son of a famous family!

Of course, the premise is to change monk robes and grow long hair.

She imagined how Ming Yi changed his clothes, although what Ah Yun said was a bit mean, she had to admit that his appearance was enough to charm all living beings.

"Miss Ling?"

"Ah?" She lowered her head and drank the tea to ease her embarrassment, "Well, the sun is shining in autumn, making me sleepy."

She prevaricates.

Ming Yi has no doubts, because she has been sleepy not once or twice.

You get sleepy when you're full, you get sleepy when you don't have a meal, and you get sleepy when you're idle.

Seeing her pursing her lips and giggling, she sized him up intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at herself in puzzlement, there was nothing wrong.

"Why is Miss Ling laughing?"

Ling Yue chuckled: "If the master hadn't escaped into Buddhism, he must be a refined son."

Elegant son?

An inexplicable look flashed across Ming Yi's eyes.

Surprised, helpless, bitter.

Ling Yue had a guess that the autumn wind swayed the fallen leaves, but the scene that should have been sad was not sad, because all these sorrows were absorbed by his eyes.

She didn't intend to provoke Jinghong, but she was still abrupt.

"Master, I'm joking, don't mind."

I'm used to being outspoken, this problem needs to be changed!

Ming Yi quickly suppressed those emotions and recovered his smile.

"No, we are friends and there is no taboo. The poor monk only loses his composure when he thinks of the misery in his childhood."

Ling Yue nodded slightly, if she wasn't sad or bitter, she wouldn't be a monk either.

"Master and Ah Yun are the same, he also had a hard life before."

Not only is it bitter, I am afraid that no one in the world is suffering more than him.

What he whispered to her on that rainy night at Yuming Temple, and what she saw with her own eyes every time she healed his wounds, were all things she deliberately forgot and couldn't get rid of.

Sentences and scenes constituted one of the important reasons for the change of her feelings towards him.

The initial fear turned into sympathy, and under the influence of time, it became a hazy liking.

His every emotional fluctuation was like a stormy sea, which made her want to escape but couldn't bear to leave him alone in the sea of ​​suffering.

As time goes by, they have quarreled and laughed, and they have unknowingly become each other's habits.

"Ayun's benefactor still has the time to come to the end of all hardships, but the poor monk can't."

Ming Yi smiled and said to her, as if to himself.

His suffering is endless and powerless.He wished that the green lantern would accompany the Buddha, but it was difficult even if the fate of the world was not over.
Escaping into Buddhism, the four elements are all empty, he can reject everything, but he cannot refuse his origin.

It is even more impossible to refuse the mission that is forced on him.

Whether he is willing or not, willing or unwilling.

Ling Yue sensed the helplessness in his smile, and pretended to be relaxed: "Master often told me that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the end is right. Why can't I see through myself?"

"It's hard to get through others. The poor monk made the lady laugh. It's true when you turn back, but there are some things that you can't turn back."

Seeing that she was also starting to get depressed, he ended the topic.

"The soup will take a while. By the way, what does Miss Ling want to ask the poor monk?"

Asking a Buddhist eminent monk about the former oiran of the brothel, although it was abrupt, Ling Yue couldn't care less.

After all, it was already abrupt.

"Master, do you know a woman named Qiu Xin?"

Ming Yi was stunned: "The poor monk has stayed in Yuming Temple for many years, and the only woman I know is you. Who is this Qiu Xin, why did the lady ask the poor monk?"

"I met her by accident. The reason I asked Master about it was because she knew the bracelet of Buddhist beads you gave me. Master lives in seclusion, and you wear this string of Buddhist beads all the year round. Unrecognizable."

Ming Yi suddenly realized, thought for a while, and guessed: "Perhaps the poor monk exposed himself at the Buddha Bathing Festival ceremony."

Monks don't lie, let alone Ming Yi who helped her several times.

"Master, the soup is ready, I'll serve it."

The autumn wind swayed the yellow leaves, Ling Yue tightened her clothes, and said that it was cold when she said it was cold.

Ming Yi let her enter the room, he brought in the soup, and fried a few vegetarian dishes to eat together.

However, after eating a dish, she felt something different, and just when she was about to remind Ming Yi, he had already collapsed on the table.

Immediately afterwards, she also fell headfirst there.

When she woke up, she was lying on the couch, which was Ming Yi's meditation room.

Watching Ah Yun in front of the couch, resting with his chin resting on his hands.

"Ayun." She called out.

Seeing that she opened her eyes, the boy looked happy, and helped her up.

Before she could speak, he began to blame her.

"I usually brag about how powerful I am, what should I say this time? Did you get knocked down by the poisonous mushroom?"

She curled her lips and sighed.

"I swallowed it when I realized it. It's all because the master made the food so delicious."

Ah Yun made a "cut" sound.

"Ming Yi is really the most persistent and fearless monk I have ever met. Knowing that mushrooms are poisonous or not, he tirelessly repeats the same mistakes. The first time I hurt myself, this time I almost killed you! You too , How dare you eat his mushrooms. If I hadn’t found it, your little life would have been lost!”

Ling Yue gave a wave of rainbow farts and asked him how to detoxify.

Ayun was very proud: "I realized something was wrong when I saw the mushrooms, so I found the medicine you gave Mingyi last time from your sachet, and fed each of you one. The monk is in another room , are you going to take a look?"

Ling Yue followed him, Ming Yi's already fair face showed some weakness.Ling Yue took his pulse, and he was fine, just a little rest.

The two of them waited until the dusk deepened for Ming Yi to wake up, and when they learned that it was the mushroom that caused the disaster, they felt ashamed.

"The poor monk will regard mushrooms as the ninth commandment in the future."

Ling Yue and Ah Yun looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

"Master, have you lost anything?"

Her sudden question made Ming Yi confused.

Even so, he checked the meditation room carefully and gave a negative answer.

Ah Yun also didn't understand, it was just eating poisonous mushrooms by mistake, how could it be related to throwing things?
Ling Yue's eyes became serious.

"It's neither seeking money nor killing, why do you use drugs on us?"

(End of this chapter)