The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 263
Temple backyard.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood in the Qingshan Temple, and the quaint old trees are entrenched in the courtyard, with occasional green leaves floating down slowly.

Ye Feiwan quietly walked behind the old abbot, the more panicked he felt as he walked.

She still remembered that when she came to ask for the antidote last time, she was only waiting in a room in the front hall. This backyard... she must have never been here before.But walking in it at this moment, it is very familiar.

This place...is clearly the same as the Qingshan Temple she had dreamed about before.

"Abbot..." Ye Feiwan just wanted to open his lips.

"Landscapes are ruthless, but they nourish the heart," the old abbot interrupted her, the green robe on his body moved slightly, and he had already entered a courtyard, "Benefactor, please."

Ye Feiwan glanced into the room, pursed his lips, finally walked in, and sat down on a wooden chair.

There is a teapot and two cups on the table.

Ye Feiwan was slightly startled, and touched the wall of the cup with her hand, it was still warm: "The abode has guests here?" She raised her eyes and asked tentatively.

"The guests have arrived." The old abbot smiled, walked to the wooden table and sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The astonishment in Ye Feiwan's heart had long since passed. She looked at him for a long time before she said awkwardly, "How did the abbot know that I would come?"

"..." This time the old abbot didn't say a word, he just raised his eyes and stared at her like a torch for a long time. His clear and deep eyes didn't bring any pressure to people, but made people feel empty.

For a while...

"It's so wonderful!" The old abbot sighed suddenly.

Ye Feiwan paused: "What does the abbot mean?"

"People's obsession is really amazing and unparalleled." The old abbot smiled slowly as he stroked his snow-white beard and hair, "It can make people go to hell, and it can also make people see the light of day again. I'm afraid that even a romantic relationship can't explain it." Already."

"The abbot's words are profound, and I'm dull, so I can't understand them." Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, "I also ask the abbot to give me some advice."

The old abbot's voice was extremely slow, and every word was like tapping on a wooden fish, making people feel silent: "The benefactor is too obsessed, even if I say it, the benefactor will not admit it."

Obsession?

Ye Feiwan hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his eyes and smiled softly: "The abbot was joking, I now... have no obsessions."

In her previous life, she had a deep obsession with Feng Qing, she wanted to walk into that man's heart, and wanted to be with him forever.He didn't even hesitate to do a lot of crude wrong things for it.

However, when she died in the cold courtyard, her heart also died there.Those entangled obsessions eventually disappeared.

"Is that really the case?" the old abbot asked slowly, his voice still clear.

Ye Feiwan's fingertips trembled slightly, but she still nodded and said with a smile, "That's true."

But in the bottom of my heart, there are faint doubts and private thoughts:
If you really have no obsession, why did you entrust everyone before dying in the previous life, but did not mention Feng Qing?Does she really not want Feng Qing to regret it?

If he really had no obsession, why did he help him so many times in this life?

If she really has no obsession, why is she coming to see the old abbot now?

Ye Feiwan panicked in an instant. She should have no obsessions, and she...has no obsessions.

"The benefactor came to see me, is there something wrong?" A bit of clarity was infused into the noisy mind, Ye Feiwan suddenly came back to his senses, and saw the old abbot's all-encompassing eyes at a glance, wise and clear.

She gradually calmed down: "I came here just to ask the abbot, but... what do you know?"

"What does the benefactor mean?"

"It's about me, it's about... the current King Jingyuan." She finally asked.

"..." The old abbot fell silent. He half-closed his eyes, as if he was recalling something carefully, and said slowly after a long time, "One thousand small thousand worlds is the big thousand worlds. There are three thousand big worlds in this world. Past life, present life, heaven, earth, there are too many mundane worlds. But, the secrets of heaven must not be leaked."

He didn't say much, and Ye Feiwan didn't understand.

But she fell into deep thought, inexplicably didn't want to ask any more questions.

The old abbot should know something. Since he said it was a secret, he would not say much. Maybe her existence was just a wrong way in the small world, maybe... that dream was just an entanglement with the past world .

"I see." Ye Feiwan got up slowly, and bowed lightly to the old abbot, "I'm here today, I'm bothering you so much, please don't take it to heart, abbot."

"The benefactor is relieved." The old abbot stroked his beard and smiled.

Ye Feiwan saluted again and was about to turn around and walk out, the old abbot got up and followed behind.

"Benefactor, you and I will meet for the fourth time." The footsteps of the old abbot finally stopped at the door of the backyard, with a Zen-like voice.

"Thank you, abbot." Ye Feiwan turned around and nodded, and was about to walk out, but the next moment, her footsteps froze suddenly, and it was difficult to take another step forward when she stood still.

In this life, she only met the old abbot twice, one time when he came to seek the antidote for Qu Yan, and one time now.

But why...

"Abbot!" Ye Feiwan turned around and called the old abbot who was about to go back into the house.

The old abbot had already walked to the door of the house, and turned around calmly after hearing the words, his expression was still calm, his brows and eyes were compassionate, as if gazing down at all living beings: "Benefactor?"

"Just now, the abbot said you and I have met three times?" She asked in a difficult voice, but for some reason, looking at the old abbot at this moment, she always felt that this scene was very familiar.

The old abbot nodded in response.

Ye Feiwan's body froze, and he asked for a long time, "Where is the second meeting?"

The old abbot didn't respond this time, just looked at her and sighed for a long time: "Amitabha..."

"Abbot?"

"Yesterday, the benefactor was standing there, looking at me." The old abbot said silently.

yesterday...

Ye Feiwan's face turned pale instantly, and she finally remembered why she was so familiar with this scene.

This is the situation in her dream yesterday.

The old abbot was standing at the door of the house, facing Feng Qing, she was standing at the door of the courtyard, looking at the two of them from a distance.

The eyes of the old abbot also looked at her at this time.

The same.

"There is nowhere to find a wisp of fragrance..." The old abbot sighed again, turned and entered the room.

Ye Feiwan stood there for a long time, then turned around and walked outside the temple.

Feng Qing must have known something, Feng Qing in the previous life met the old abbot, and Feng Qing in this life also began to ask her some strange questions for no reason.

If he was really like her and possessed the memories of his previous life, would he still let her go?

Just like him in his previous life, even if he didn't love her, he still trapped her in the cold courtyard until she died.

Her body trembled slightly, and Ye Feiwan hurried down the mountain almost immediately, as if the panic in her heart was about to overflow.

The mountain breeze carried a hint of coolness, and the feet were full of dead branches and leaves.

Ye Feiwan's footsteps were extremely fast, her face was pale and she was running forward, her blue hair was disheveled and her expression was in a hurry, but she didn't want to step on a dead branch, the dead branch broke, and her body fell forward uncontrollably.

But at this moment, an arm with a crimson wide sleeve casually grabbed her waist and pulled her, already stopping her falling body: "What's the matter? Can't you want to die?" The man's teasing voice came.

Ye Feiwan, however, had no intention of joking anymore, and grabbed his sleeve almost as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and said in a hoarse voice, "Take me out of here."

(End of this chapter)