There is a kind of affection called deep love, but the fate is shallow.

Ping'er came to Lengcui'an, she first came to the temple dedicated to the master of Guanyin to incense, although it is not the fifteenth day of the first day to burn incense, but the people who come to burn incense and pray to God are still in an endless stream, although Ping'er does not believe in any ghosts and gods, but she also wants to come to find a sustenance, since she came to worship it, she originally only believed that my life was not up to me. But since he met King Fu, the seed of love took root in his heart and sprouted in his heart, and he realized that he was wrong.

Finally, the incense-burning team finally took the turn of Ping'er, she lit the incense, and then slowly knelt on the red kneeling mat in front of her, holding the burning incense with both hands, and facing the kind Guanyin Bodhisattva who smiled at herself with a solemn and pious face, at this time Ping'er's heart had an indescribable taste, she held the incense in her hand, and the purple smoke made the Guanyin Bodhisattva who was smiling at herself become hazy, and she seemed to be separated from the Bodhisattva by a thin veil, "The great mercy Guanyin Bodhisattva, The disciple sincerely begs you to bless the people around me to be able to be a qiē shun lì, I hope that he and she can be kind and loving, happy forever, the disciple has nothing to ask for, only to be able to stay by his side forever, even if there is never a name But as long as I can stay by his side, I am happy and content, the disciple begs you to bless him to get what he has been longing for as soon as possible, as long as he can get his wish as soon as possible, the disciple is willing to sacrifice his life to exchange for it, and ask the Bodhisattva to fulfill it. Ping'er put the incense in the incense burner in front of him, and then kowtowed three times to the smiling Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then slowly got up. For the love in her heart, she did not hesitate to use her life to redeem huàn. Ping'er is so selflessly in love with Murong Yichuan, who can't give her anything at all, she has no regrets in love, and she will never change in this life.

Ping'er slowly walked out of the main hall, Su Su came with her, she asked Su Su to take advantage of her time to burn incense to inquire about whether there was an injured person who defected to Leng Cui Nunnery, this time Zi saw Su Su waiting for him outside the hall, and estimated that he had already inquired, "Little Master, please report to me and say that I am a maid like a princess, Ping'er, I want to see Master Tzuyun." Coming to a little nun, Ping'er said respectfully.

When the little nun heard that Ping'er was a person, she nodded hurriedly, "Amitabha, please wait a while, and Xiao Ni will immediately go to report to my teacher." The little nun went to the backyard with that, Ping'er didn't stand still and wait, she took the small bag containing the scriptures from Su Su's hand, and then pulled her to the side and asked softly;" What did you find out? Ping'er's voice was very low, so low that only each other could hear it.

Su Su nodded, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, it was obvious that she had gained, "Sister Ping, I just inquired from the little nun who swept the courtyard, it turned out that this morning when Leng Rujin went for a walk in the woods outside the temple, she met a man who was unconscious and seriously injured, and then she drank Ciyun Shitai and others to carry the woman to the temple, she knew that it was like an immortal when she saw which dart, this time Leng Rujin went to find Leng Ruxian to ask for an antidote." Su Su told Ping'er what she had just heard, Ping'er heard this, and her color changed, and her heart said that this guy was really hiding in Leng Cui'an, but she actually let Leng Rujin touch it, in case she knew what it was, it would really be bad, although Leng Rujin was hurt by Ximen Yonghao again and again, but her heart was still dead to Ximen Yonghao, in case she knew what she couldn't keep it, she would take it to please Ximen Yonghao, which was really bad. How could Ping'er be at ease, but she knew that Ruxian was a measured person and should not let Rujin know what was, but despite this, Ping'er still couldn't put her mind at ease, and the expression on her face still couldn't be relaxed.

"Su Su, go back to the palace quickly, I think Ruxian should go to the palace to find me, you go back quickly and find a way to inform my brother of them, and then let my brother, Xifeng Lie and Leng Ruxian come to Leng Cui'an and I will be with me, we must not let Sabelio have a chance to escape." Ping'er said with a stern face, "Sister Ping, don't worry, I'll ride back, you will stabilize that guy here first, Brother Shangguan, you must not do it before they come, in case that guy is not good for you, after all, his sycamore is very high, and I heard the nun say that the guy has woken up this time," Su Su's words made Ping'er even more frightened, "Why don't you dead girl finish the story at once, don't worry, I know what to do, you go back quickly." ”

After Ping'er and Susu walked out of Lengcui'an, she went to the backyard, when she passed by the plane trees, there was a gust of wind, a sycamore leaf fell on Ping'er's shoulder, she picked it up at random but saw that the leaf was already half yellow, people said that the sycamore knows the autumn best, the sycamore leaf has been yellow and the breeze is falling, it seems that autumn is really coming. Ping'er is also a person with a very delicate mind and emotions, but she rarely expresses her own sad side. Although she is so sentimental and sad, she will also feel tears from time to time, and when she hates to say goodbye to the bird, no one really cares about her weak heart at that moment under her strong outside, she is like him, although the plane blossom of the plane tree is beautiful, it is always ignored by the people around her.

When Ping'er was wandering under the plane tree, the little nun who had given her a letter came over, "Amitabha, Miss Ping, my teacher is too invited." Ping'er followed the little nun towards the main house where Mrs. Tzu Yun lived, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, Ping'er walked straight in, only to see Master Tzu Yun sitting steadily on a futon, with her legs crossed and her knees crossed, with a peaceful face. Ping'er hurriedly stepped forward and gave Tzuyun Shitai a deep salute, "Disciple Ping'er has seen Shitai. Ciyun looked at Ping'er, who was smiling and amiable in front of him, with a calm face, and nodded slightly, "Amitabha, Miss Ping doesn't need to be polite, please sit down." ”

The little nun brought a chair to Ping'er, the chair looked a little old, and the paint on it was almost peeling off, "Shitai, this is the scripture scroll that my princess asked her disciple to bring to you," Ping'er did not sit down immediately but opened the burden and presented the scroll to Tzu Yun with both hands, Tzu Yun hurriedly got up and took the scroll with both hands, with a respectful face, "Amitabha, please thank Niangniang for the poor nun, the Buddha will bless her as a kind and enthusiastic person like Niangniang." Tzu Yun turned to the disciple beside him again; Ci'an sent these scriptures to the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, and put them together with the princess's previous copy. "The disciple obeys." The nun named Ci'an hurriedly took the scroll from Ciyun's hand with both hands and walked slowly towards the outside of the house.

"I wonder if the princess has been in good health recently?" Mrs. Tzu Yun and Character sat down separately, and after the tea was over, Tzu Yun was busy caring about her situation, and she knew what had happened recently.

Ping'er smiled slightly, "Thank you for your concern, my mother's jade body is very safe." ”

"Amitabha, very good." When Ciyun heard Ping'er say that she was in good health, her face was happy, and her wrinkles formed waves because of joy, and her gentle eyes were full of sincerity and friendliness.