Shen Zecang was puzzled in his heart, and he wanted to find an answer.

But he was a little resistant, afraid that the result would not be what he wanted.

But if you keep wavering, you won't be able to make the right choice.

Therefore, he turned off a lot of official duties and made a special trip to the temple to ask the host about this problem.

He rolled up his sleeves and asked very respectfully, "Host, please tell me, is there really such a thing as a person being born again?"

The question was spoken, but the melancholy mood was not only not relieved, but became more tense.

He's waiting, waiting, for the host to give that answer.

But instead of answering, the host shook his head at him.

The host's refusal stimulated Shen Zecang.

Shen Zecang opened his lips in surprise, and his long and narrow eyes were also wide.

He choked up and asked, "You mean, is that all true?"

So I really made a mistake that I won't forgive.

No wonder Song Shuyan couldn't choose me, he had to stand by Shen Zeyuan's side.

Blame him! Blame him for his own doing.

But there really isn't......

He put away his heartache, and quickly grabbed the host's arms and shook violently.

He didn't care about his image and yelled. "Is there really no possibility of not being saved? I am ......"

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, please let go of the poor monk first. The host resisted while appeasing Shen Zeyuan. You have to believe in yourself. ”

"Don't get too excited, hurt yourself and don't say anything, it will cause unnecessary trouble. ”

When it came to this, he really didn't believe Shen Zecang, and he could continue to mess around.

The host was quite irritable and thought about it, but he didn't dare to show it at all.

Because he knows his identity and status very well, he is willing to endure humiliation and coax the troublesome Shen Zecang.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Shen Zecang stopped messing around, and immediately restored his illusion of being a handsome son.

His brows furrowed, and his dark eyes were full of guilt. "I'm so embarrassed! When I talk about this, I can't restrain myself. ”

I can't help but think about Song Shuyan and those past lives.

He twisted his lips and spoke with a sad expression. "Host, you haven't answered my question yet. ”

Hearing this, the host raised his arm and recited a lot of Buddhist principles and scriptures in front of Shen Zecang.

It's all words that seem useless, but in fact point out.

But Shen Zecang, who had never been in contact with Buddhism, couldn't understand the meaning of the presiding words.

He only knew that the host had talked to him a lot, and it seemed that he was enlightening him.

It frightened him and tortured him beyond words.

He opened his mouth again, wanting the host to open the skylight and say something.

But the host took a step towards him and blocked the words.

"This is a Zen saying, and it is up to you to meditate. ”

"Does it have to be like this? I'm not very ......."

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, the reason why Zen language works for everyone is because you can figure it out. ”

Can you figure it out? Okay! He went back and thought about it.

He made up his mind to figure this out.

After chatting with the host for a few words, he didn't bother him anymore and hurried back.

After returning home, he was busy with official business, and he didn't have time to think about it, presiding over the Zen sayings he talked to him today.

Looking at the table full of folds, he couldn't help but lose his temper.

I first put down the pen, and then walked to the window to see the spring color of the garden.

The peach blossoms are blooming well, each branch is covered with petals, and it is difficult to see the brown branches.

However, this half-covered and half-exposed feeling seems to have more charm, which makes people want to take it off and keep it well.

But once the branch leaves the mother tree, it will come to an end.

It's like his relationship that ended before it began.

This made him feel tired and unwilling to continue working.

He yawned lazily, dragged his tired body back into the padded bed.

Sleepiness immediately swept over him, causing him to quickly fall asleep.

Maybe it's thinking about it day and dreaming at night!

After he fell asleep, all he thought about was the Zen words that the host said in the morning.

Infinite as if the mind is at ease, silent movement and static body are natural. Heartbeat is ......"

Thinking about it, these Zen words have faded and have no such impact.

Instead, there are strange pictures for many people.

Was that his mansion? There seemed to be someone on the swing? Somebody seemed to be calling him husband?

What is the situation? Could this be the past life in Song Shuyan's mouth?

Thinking of this, he jerked forward, almost tripping over a pebble.

Although he stood firm, he leaned forward just now.

An ominous omen rose in his heart, and the time that made him feel uneasy urged him to speed up.

Shen Zecang wanted to see clearly that the person sitting on the swing was not the Song Shuyan he was thinking about?

But he didn't see the man's appearance, and he woke up from his dream.

His hair was soaked with sweat and was falling drop by drop. "Shu Yan, this is what you are talking about......"

Said past life?

He lowered his head and snorted bitterly. "I know it's wrong! It's true that I'm too much and owe you a debt. ”

"I am willing to atone for the mistakes I committed in my previous life, please give me a chance, and stop hiding from me. ”

He can do that for Song Shuyan, but can Song Shuyan only forgive him and return to him because of this?

Countless similar questions appeared in Shen Zecang's mind, tormenting him very much, but he had to accept it.

It can't be helped! It's his mistake, and he has to pay for it himself.

He squeezed the quilt tightly, and his mood became heavier and heavier. "Forgive me, okay? I'll be good to you. ”

At the same time, Song Shuyan's spirit became more and more trance-like, and he often forgot what he had done.

Sometimes I can't even remember what I just did.

At the beginning, Shen Zeyuan felt that it was nothing, and it was normal to forget something occasionally.

But after a long time, Shen Zeyuan was a little relieved, and he noticed that something was wrong with Song Shuyan.

In order to verify this matter, he deliberately arranged some complicated trivial matters for Song Shuyan to deal with.

The result was really as he expected, not long after he finished explaining, Song Shuyan forgot all about his words.

This made him feel a little uneasy, but he had met many people in officialdom who had the same case as Song Shuyan.

They are all forgetful because of high pressure.

Take a few pairs of medicines, and there will be no problems.

For this reason, he specially invited the imperial doctor to see Song Shuyan and told Song Shuyan about his recent situation.

"What's wrong with her, does she need to recuperate?"

"It's strange! The princess's pulse is steady, not like a sick person. But what you said is a pathology. ”

"So what? What do I do?"

"It's good to take a look at the health and recuperation, maybe it's just too much pressure and some can't be relieved. ”