The direct daughter is as fierce as a tiger: the prince loves boundless

Chapter 185, please

"Mother, I'm fine, I can take good care of myself, just stay warm and beautiful with me!" Yun Jinnian smoothed Han's hair, "Mother, I'm strong and brave, not the weak one in the greenhouse. Hua'er, I am a big tree under the cold wind, frost and dew, I am born against the wind, I am not afraid of setbacks, I am not afraid of difficulties, I am a child of the Han family, I have the pride of my grandfather and mother!"

Those were not dreams, but her previous life.

God has mercy on her, she was reborn.

The past life is not just passing by, it is something that actually happened.

I have survived the chopping of hands and feet, and there is nothing I can't face.

Han nodded.

The Han family packed up and left Huguo Temple that day, leaving Yun Jinnian in Huguo Temple. Yun Jinnian moved into the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas in the afternoon, removed the brocade clothes, gorgeous pearl hairpins, embroidered shoes, put on monk clothes, cloth shoes, The hair is braided.

In the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Maitreya Buddha sits upright in the center, tall and big, and the big Buddhas on both sides are those rows of famous ones, and then rows of smaller ones.

Yun Jinnian saw Chu Yu when he entered the door.

Smiling at Chu Yu, she entered the hall alone.

Her task is not only to chant scriptures, but also to add oil and light to the Buddhas.

Kneeling on the futon in front of the big Buddha desk, he took out the brocade box from his sleeve and put it on the desk. Yun Jinnian picked up the scriptures and read softly, "Namo Amitabha, great compassion..."

Pious, respectful.

Hemei and Henuan stood quietly waiting at the entrance of the main hall.

Chu Yu slowly clenched his fist and turned to look for Abbot Wu Xin.

"You..." Chu Yu hadn't finished speaking.

"Master invites His Royal Highness Prince Rui!" Abbot Wu Xin made a gesture of invitation, inviting Chu Yu to go.

Entered the inner room, went down the aisle, walked straight ahead, and entered a Zen room, Master Micheng was on the futon.

The whole person is very old.

"Amitabha, Your Highness is coming!"

"Speak up if you have something to say!"

"Amitabha, everyone has their own way to go, Your Highness should not intervene too much!"

Chu Yu sneered, "Hmph, at such a young age, let her kneel in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and say that she is a monk who saves all living beings and is compassionate! Only now can I see clearly that it is all a lie!"

"Why is Your Highness so angry?" Mi Cheng asked.

"..."

Why, it's not that I feel sorry for Yun Jinnian.

He couldn't persuade her, and he couldn't force her to ask her, so he could only vent his anger on the old bald donkey.

"Your Highness, that's what Master Yun promised to this old man. Why should Your Highness be so angry when you recite scriptures in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas for ninety-nine and eighty-one days!"

"Humph!"

Chu Yu snorted coldly.

"Your Highness, everything in this world is sentient. If Your Highness is sincere, you will surely be able to seek benevolence and gain benevolence. I ask Your Highness to come down. I have a request from Your Highness. His Highness Wanwang agrees!"

Chu Yu looked at Master Mi Cheng, who spoke as thinly as a gossamer, and knew that he was going to die soon.

"Speak!"

"In the future, please ask Your Highness to take care of Fu Yun's benefactor. I am very grateful. If you can use Huguo Temple, Your Highness will do it!"

Chu Yu looked at Master Mi Cheng, and wanted to say that his concubine needs someone else to ask her.

But Master Micheng is really dying.

Chu Yu took a deep breath, "Okay, as long as I, Chu Yu, am alive, I will not allow anyone to bully her, humiliate her, or harm her!"

"Amitabha!"

Master Mi Cheng read aloud, then died, hanging his neck.

Chu Yu remained silent, Abbot Wuxin knelt in front of Master Micheng, deeply grieved, "Master!"

When he entered Huguo Temple when he was a child, he followed Master Micheng, he was both a master and a father.

After a long time, Abbot Wuxin recited in pain, "Amitabha!"

(End of this chapter)