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Chapter 19 11 years

Old man, do you want to return?
The four words seemed to tell the vicissitudes of half a life, but they were restrained to the extreme. I only felt that these four words flowed out of his usual calm voice, and the speed of speech was much slower.

Qing Kuo didn't look back, but looked up at the statue.

Qi Wan has been smart since she was a child, and she has learned all kinds of poetry, books, rites and music well, but she didn't have much interest. On the contrary, she was very fond of flowers and plants at a young age. She was very interested in the herbs prescribed by the doctor at home, and secretly researched them by herself. After reading medical books, Mrs. Zheng didn't like her being a daughter of a boudoir to learn these things, and forced her to learn knitting, but she pricked her acupoints with an embroidery needle behind her back, almost turning herself into a useless person.

An angry Mrs. Zheng refused to let her touch needlework for several months.

When she was nine years old, she followed Mrs. Zheng to Qiyue Temple to offer incense. She lost her way looking at a herb in the mountains, and met Taoist Yuan He who was collecting herbs. Asking him to teach her medical skills, what he didn't expect was that Daoist Yuan He agreed to accept her as a disciple, but refused to register her name.

Not daring to let Mrs. Zheng know that she wanted to stay in Qiyue Temple to study medicine, she made up a lie and said that Taoist Yuan He said that she had a light life and was prone to accidents before Jiji, so she had to be raised in the Taoist temple.

Mrs. Zheng immediately believed it and agreed to let her stay in Qiyue Temple to recuperate.

Since then, she has spent more than half of the time in Qiyue Temple every year. Her name is Master Yuan He, but Yuan He never calls her by her name. She only calls her Eleven according to the ranking of young disciples in the temple.

Later, she got engaged to Lian Jinchen, and then Jiji left Qiyue Temple, and no one knew about this period of master-student relationship.

Even apart from the people in Qi Guogong's mansion, few people know that she has stayed in Qiyue Temple for several years.

The medical skills she gradually revealed were only regarded as her hobby by everyone, and they didn't take it seriously.

Although Mrs. Zheng was angry that she was stealing lessons, she did not criticize her harshly.

She was young and self-willed, and she also felt that she was a little too much, so she tried her best to follow the rules and didn't want Madam Zheng to worry about her anymore.

After learning that she was not her own, although she was disappointed, she was also somewhat relieved.

At that time, she even thought that if she was abandoned one day, she would leave the capital to practice medicine and become a hero.It's not that she can't let it go, but at that time, the grace of nurturing was still there, and the status of husband and wife was still there. She didn't realize at all that the year in Prince Chen's mansion was called neglect, but it was actually imprisonment.

Lian Jinchen didn't see her, so he trapped her in the palace secretly, while he went to Mount Sumeru to invite the magic hand monk, waiting to dig out her heart to save his sweetheart.

This is indeed a dead end.

It was too late for her to see through that moment, she couldn't fight those people at all, and she couldn't escape this catastrophe.

So these are all destined endings?
So Master never called "Qi Wan" this name, because this name was a mistake and would be erased sooner or later.

Qing Kuo stood up, turned around and faced Daoist Yuan He, frowned and smiled relievedly,
"The old man has passed away, whether it's withered vegetation or ashes, this life is over."

"The spring breeze blows and gives birth again, who knows who it is?"

"Do you think so? Daoist."

Daoist Yuan He looked at her smiling eyes, beautiful without any emotion, nodded slightly,
"Yes, the old man has passed away."

"That's right, how can there be any old friends and newcomers?" She rubbed the big tiger's head, "Don't you think so, cutie?"

"Didn't the Taoist priest invite me to eat vegetarian food? Where can I eat it?"

Tired from walking, she turned over and jumped on the big tiger's back, leaned her head on the big tiger's head, stretched her long legs on his back, and yawned comfortably.
"Lead the way? Daoist."

Daoist Yuan He's gaze fell on her for a moment, then he silently retracted it, turned around and walked out of the hall, leading her the way.

Qingzhu nodded her finger, and a dog's tail grass flew from the base of the wall, Qingzhu bit the grass in her mouth, looked lazily at this once familiar hall, half-closed her eyes,
"Daoist, the fate of eleven is only about 11 years."

"As for me, I have a name, Qing Chuan."

"The green of the Qing family in the Eastern Qin Dynasty, and the mulberry tree is the tree of the tree."

(End of this chapter)