Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

How could Qin Zijun not understand the tender feelings in the young girl's poems?

In this life, he didn't want to waste his talent for cultivation and didn't want to disappoint his master.

He wanted to reach the highest realm of spiritual practice, to comprehend the profound Tao and the boundless Buddha Dharma.

Qin Zijun felt that she had made a vow to Buddha in this life, and was going to ruin the young girl's deep affection.

Seeing that the little monk did not answer, Jiang Zhi was not annoyed.

Because she knew that the young monk had feelings for her.

Otherwise, given the young monk's abilities, he would never have been able to find him.

If he doesn't want to see me, how can I see him?

The girl didn't expect the young monk to reciprocate her feelings; in fact, she hoped he wouldn't like her at all.

Jiang Zhi sat down next to Qin Zijun, pulled over the small basket she had brought, opened it, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

"This is steamed lamb, this is roast chicken, this is steamed deer tail, they are all delicious. Oh, and this is almond tofu, my favorite."

Jiang Zhi took out plates of small dishes and placed them in front of her.

Qin Zijun had already gotten used to it.

She always brought him delicious food, tempting his Buddhist heart.

Qin Zijun kept her eyes down, seemingly oblivious to the situation.

Jiang Zhi ate with relish. She picked up a large white steamed bun, took a bite, then picked up a piece of meat, waved it in front of Qin Zijun, and put it in her mouth.

She ate quickly, her pearly teeth fluttering as she lightly bit her lip; her eating speed was fast, yet very elegant.

After eating until she was half full, Jiang Zhi took out a large white steamed bun and handed it to Qin Zijun, saying, "It's so pitiful that the little monk can only eat steamed buns."

Qin Zijun took the steamed bun and smiled, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

He tore off pieces of the steamed bun little by little and put them into his mouth.

With his level of spiritual attainment, he had long since abstained from grains, but eating and sleeping had also become habits.

Qin Zijun didn't want to change it, nor was she willing to change it.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Zhi tidied up the basket.

She washed her hands in the stream, then sat on a rock, took off her shoes, and removed her gossamer-thin white socks.

A pair of small, delicate jade feet were exposed to the air, like a crescent moon. The arches of the feet were taut, and faint blue veins could be seen on the white and crystal-clear insteps. The toes were like shells, with a faint pink hue.

The girl placed her snow-white feet in the stream. The slight chill made her shiver, but she still tensed her toes and gently kicked the water.

In this era, a girl's feet were almost synonymous with chastity and could not be seen by anyone other than her husband.

Once, Jiang Zhi boldly took off her shoes and socks and noticed that Qin Zijun always looked at her little feet. From then on, she developed the habit of washing her feet next to him.

Qin Zijun sat quietly by the stream, while Jiang Zhi sat beside him, washing her feet and humming a melodious tune. This was the same in all seasons.

As evening approached, the sunset glowed like fire.

Qin Zijun stayed by Jiang Zhi's side, intending to escort her to the foot of the mountain.

People from the Yan Kingdom's palace came to fetch her.

Four years have passed, and it has remained the same.

suddenly,

The grass rustled nearby, and Jiang Zhi, thinking it was a wild animal, was startled and quickly hid behind Qin Zijun.

Qin Zijun had already checked with her divine sense and comforted her, "Miss Jiang, don't be afraid, it's just a kitten."

The two walked over, parted the grass, and saw a thin orange cat lying in the mud, barely alive.

Jiang Zhi crouched beside the cat, hesitant to touch it, and asked anxiously, "What...what's wrong with it?"

Qin Zijun looked at it for a moment and said softly, "This cat is quite old, probably seven or eight years old. For a stray cat, it's not easy to live to this age."

"Little monk, you are a monk, you should be compassionate, can you save it?"

Seeing Jiang Zhi's pleading expression, Qin Zijun pondered for a moment and said, "Saving a human life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, so saving a cat's life should also be better than building a six-story pagoda, right?"

Jiang Zhi burst out laughing.

Qin Zijun walked over, took out a pill from her pocket, pinched off a small piece, and quickly stuffed it into the cat's throat.

Not long after,

The orange cat, which had been on the verge of death, regained its energy, got up from the ground, and rubbed against Qin Zijun and Jiang Zhi's legs while meowing.

Seeing the fondness in Jiang Zhi's eyes, Qin Zijun said, "If Miss Jiang likes her, you can take her and raise her."

Jiang Zhi shook her head and said softly, "The palace won't let me keep one. Why don't you keep it at the temple, little monk?"

Qin Zijun thought for a moment and said, "Keeping it in the temple is fine, but there's not much to feed it."

"It has been able to survive in the wild for so many years, so it should be able to catch mice on its own."

Jiang Zhi asked in confusion, "Kongxiang Temple is a large temple, why doesn't it even have food for cats?"

Qin Zijun laughed and said, "Cats are carnivores, and the temple has a limited supply of meat. If I feed meat to the cats, I'm afraid it will break the temple's rules."

"Are cats carnivorous?"

Jiang Zhi blinked her beautiful big eyes, clearly unaware.

But soon, her eyes lit up, and she said with a grin, "Then I'll visit you and the cat at the temple often, and bring it food every time, how about that? You can take care of it for me."

Qin Zijun didn't expose her little scheme, and nodded, saying, "Okay."

"What should I bring it?"

"Chicken is fine, don't add any seasonings, just boil it in water. Chicken is the safest option."

"Little monk, you know so much! Oh dear, what should we call it? Little monk, think of a name quickly."

Urged by Jiang Zhi, Qin Zijun thought for a moment and said, "Let's call her 'Huahua'."

Before he obtained the "Book of Immortals" and traveled through time, he had a cat named Huahua, which he missed.

"Okay, then let's call her Hua Hua~ Hua Hua, be good, I'll bring you something delicious next time."

Jiang Zhi teased the kitten at her feet.

The two walked to the foot of the mountain, and people from the palace could be vaguely seen ahead.

Jiang Zhi stopped and said softly, "Little monk, this is enough to take me here."

"it is good."

The girl, wearing a purple dress and a white coat, took two steps forward.

She suddenly turned around, her eyes sparkling, and smiled charmingly: "Little monk, remember this, I can like you, but you must never like me."

"You should focus on your Buddhist practice and strive to become a highly virtuous monk known throughout the world."

The girl left with a smile, leaving Qin Zijun completely puzzled.

After watching Miss Jiang being escorted back to the palace, Qin Zijun turned and went up the mountain.

He carried the orange cat and walked up the mottled bluestone steps, where he saw an old monk standing quietly at the temple entrance.

"master?"

Qin Zijun was taken aback and quickly stepped forward.

Master Liaochen chanted a Buddhist prayer, then asked, "Mingxiang, have you sent Benefactor Jiang back?"

"Um."

Master Liaochen looked down at the foot of the mountain, then at his disciple's attractive appearance, and said, "From love arises sorrow, from love arises fear; if one is free from love, there is neither sorrow nor fear."

"Mingxiang, you have the heart and bones of a Buddha. You are a born Buddha. Do not jeopardize your future."

He looked at his most prized disciple with expectant eyes, fearing that he might go astray.

Qin Zijun bowed and said, "This disciple and Miss Jiang have not done anything out of line. This disciple has already converted to Buddhism and will no longer have worldly desires."

Master Liaochen felt comforted when he saw that Qin Zijun's eyes were clear.

He sighed, "That benefactor Jiang is also a pitiful person."

Qin Zijun asked in confusion, "Master, what do you mean by that?"

Master Liaochen said, "Mingxiang, have you ever heard of the 'Heavenly Mandate and Dao Body'?"

"This disciple has never heard of it."

"The Heavenly Mandate Body is a special constitution, extremely rare, even rarer than your Buddha Heart and Buddha Bones."

Master Liaochen explained some knowledge about the cultivation world to Qin Zijun: "...This body type is most suitable for cultivating the method of 'circulation,' but very few people with this constitution survive."

Why?

"The method of governing a dynasty requires control of a country to practice. If ordinary people have this physique, they will not be able to practice it and will be coveted by the royal family."

"Even those who are born into royalty and are fortunate enough to possess this physique are very likely to be coveted by the current ruler."

Master Liaochen's words made Qin Zijun frown: "Are you saying that Miss Jiang has this kind of constitution?"

"That's right."

"So she was coveted by the ruler of Yan?"

"No, she was coveted by the King of Qi."

Qin Zijun has lived in the temple since birth and has never even left the mountain, so she knows nothing about the world.

He walked in the temple with Master Liaochen, listening to his master explain things to him.

"The State of Qi was prosperous and destroyed many surrounding small states. The State of Yan was also a thorn in Qi's side."

"But fourteen years ago, when Benefactor Jiang was born, she possessed a rare destiny and a divine body. When the King of Qi learned of this, he wanted to send troops to attack the King of Yan and demand that the King of Yan hand over his daughter."

"If they do not comply, the King of Qi will kill all the people of Yan."

"The State of Yan was weak, and for the sake of the people, the king had no choice but to reluctantly agree to let Lady Jiang marry into the State of Qi when she turned twenty."

Qin Zijun remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What will happen to Miss Jiang? Will her constitution be taken away, and she become the queen consort of the King of Qi?"

Master Liaochen seemed hesitant, unsure whether he should speak.

Having already said so much, there was no point in hiding it any longer, so he said, "Benefactor Jiang will be eaten."

"Eat it?"

"It means exactly what it says: if you want to take away this special physique, you must refine Benefactor Jiang into a pill."

Qin Zijun's fingertips trembled, her anger burning: "How is this any different from being a demon?"

Master Liaochen sighed softly: "A king's words become law, deciding the life and death of others."

"As long as it's not a heinous crime, killing just one person won't have much of a karmic consequence for the King of Symmetry."

Even if this method is indeed cruel.

"Benefactor Jiang chose to sacrifice herself for the sake of the people of Great Yan. She is a person of great virtue. Amitabha."

Qin Zijun remained silent.

He seemed to finally understand the meaning of Miss Jiang's words.

She doesn't let him like her.

Because this relationship will ultimately be fruitless and will only harm him.