Zhao Yunling lowered his head when he heard this, "The master is just comforting me, I only hope that Rong Rong can get better now, as long as she can get better, I would rather bear the same pain as her." ”

The monk turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and then opened his eyes, "If Madame wants to let Ling (ài) avoid this calamity, the poor monk has a way, but I don't know if Madame is willing." ”

Zhao Yunling's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at the monk, "Master, please say, as long as Rong Rong can avoid this calamity, I can do anything!" ”

In this case, the poor monk said it bluntly. If she can survive this calamity, she should be safe and sound, but this calamity is difficult to bear with her strength alone. If the poor monk takes the order back to the temple to practice, the Buddha is merciful, and at her moment, she will definitely help the order to survive this calamity. ”

When she heard the monk talk about life and death, Zhao Yunling's whole heart lifted up, but when she heard the monk say that she wanted Rong Rong to leave their side (shēn), she was a little hesitant for a while.

She didn't know anything about this monk (shēn), even though there was a saying that "monks don't speak", but it was difficult to ensure that this monk was not a sideshow, if she easily responded, Rong Rong not only did not get better, but also died......

Just when Zhao Yunling was thinking, Rong Yan happened to come back.

"Master Ran?" When Rong Yan saw the monk, he immediately cried out in surprise.

The monk smiled and nodded, "Master Rong, don't come unharmed." ”

Zhao Yunling raised his head suddenly.

Since she and Rong Yan traveled around the world to do business, there had never been a country where she had not heard the name of Master Ran, but she didn't expect that she would meet such a master in this way.

"I don't know what the master's visit is?" Rong Yan asked.

The monk smiled, "I didn't say anything about visiting, I just got lost when I came to the palace to make a fate, and I had a fate with Ling (ài), and I just happened to bump into it and wanted to intervene." ”

"Rong Rong's illness...... Master, do you have a solution? Rong Yan took a step forward excitedly.

"Yes, yes, but I need to bring the order (ài) back to the temple to meditate and practice for a while, I don't know if the donor should (yǔn)?" The monk glanced at Zhao Yunling and Rong Yan respectively.

Rong Yan and the two glanced at each other, and finally Zhao Yunling nodded.

"Then Master Lao will take care of the little girl." Rong Yanchong made a big salute to the monk.

Rong Rong's illness couldn't be delayed for a moment, and the rain outside had stopped a lot, so Rong Yan hurriedly prepared a carriage and sent the monk and Rong Rong into the carriage together.

Zhao Yunling stood outside the gate of the palace, looking at the back of the carriage, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red again, and he leaned into Rong Yan's arms. Since the accident between Yi Yi and Rong Rong, she seems to have become extremely vulnerable, and Rong Yan knows this but is helpless.

"Don't worry, Rong Rong will be fine." Rong Yan said this, but his eyes still couldn't leave the back of the carriage.

Not long after Rong Rong arrived at the temple, she was almost cured of her illness, but her memory of many things in the past was blurred, so she followed the monk (rì) (rì) to read and write, and to cultivate (shēn) and raise (xìng).

The monk also regarded Rong Rong as an apprentice, but he didn't treat her as an empty disciple, but only taught her as a layman. Let her practice the way of dealing with others.

In the (rì) that Rong Rong left, Zhao Yunling couldn't help but worry, and even couldn't sleep well, and even relaxed his easy care.

In order to prevent Zhao Yunling from going on like this, Rong Yan still took Zhao Yunling to the temple where the monk was located to see Rong Rong's current condition.

When the two arrived, the monk happened to be absent, and only Rong Rong was practicing calligraphy in the house. In order not to disturb Rong Rong, the two have been waiting outside the door.

Rong Rong noticed the two of them first, and after carefully writing the words she wrote, she spoke up, "Since the lord and the lady have something, why don't you go into the house?" ”

When Rong Yan and Zhao Yunling heard Rong Rong's unfamiliar and indifferent words, they looked at each other for a while, but after entering the house, they found that Rong Rong's attitude towards them had not changed, as if they had not recognized them before, but had never known them from beginning to end.

"How so?" Zhao Yunling asked Rong Yan silently with his mouth.

Rong Yan just shook his head.

"Madame, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly." Rong Rong served Rong Yan and Zhao Yunling a cup of tea, and only then did she speak up again.

"Rong Rong, don't you remember me?" Zhao Yunling looked at Rong Rong, trying to find a little familiarity in the same eyebrows and eyes as to (rì).

But Rong Rong didn't let her get her wish, "Rong Rong? Master said that it was my layman's name, but now Master calls me Jingchu. I don't even remember the previous events (qíng), are you who I used to be? ”

Zhao Yunling's fists, which were originally clenched with excitement, suddenly loosened weakly, "You really, don't you remember anything?" Don't have the slightest impression? ”

Rong Rong shook her head.

It was at this moment that the monk came in.

When Zhao Yunling saw him, he immediately felt like he had seen a life-saving straw, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master Ran, what's going on with Rong Rong?" ”

The monk naturally understood what she was asking, and told her everything (qíng).

"Is there no way around it?" Zhao Yunling still refused to give up the last shred of hope.

"It depends on the will of God, but at present, it is not possible." The monk said.

Zhao Yunlingbu (jìn) took a step back and glanced back at Rong Yan, who also had a solemn face.

Seeing this, the monk added, "But Lord Rong and his wife can rest assured that after Jingchu has completely passed this calamity, the poor monk will definitely send her back to your (shēn)." At that point, you will still be able to re-cultivate the sense (qíng), and her memories may be restored. ”

Rong Yan sighed, "I hope so." ”

The monk looked at Zhao Yunling again, and made a special point, "In my opinion, Jing Chu is not the biggest problem at present, but Madame's heart disease is." Please ask Mrs. to worry less and cherish the people in front of you more. ”

Zhao Yunling didn't take it to heart when he heard this, and left with Rong Yan full of worries about Rong Rong.

In the months that followed, Rong Yan and Zhao Yunling began to enter the jewelry industry again, returning to their old business skills.

Zhao Yunling was heartbroken because he was afraid that he would think of Rong Rong again after he had nothing to do, so he plunged into the work. Rong Yan was also distressed when he saw Zhao Yunling like this, so he had to accompany her to share the burden for her.

In this way, it is easy to get the care and attention of Rong Yan and Zhao Yunling, and Rong Rong is not on the side (shēn), and the whole person is depressed all of a sudden, and he no longer attaches importance to schoolwork.

"Easy! You're still sleeping! Did the Seventh Prince send you here to let you sleep! The Master shouted angrily.

Yi easily got up from the desk, rubbed his troubled eyes, and then stood up without saying a word.

When the master saw him like this, he was even more angry.

"Easy, I didn't say you, your previous schoolwork was also one of the best, how did you degenerate into this in the past few months? You don't write an article I assign, you skip class in (rì), or you sleep, you say, why are you? The Master was spitting and spitting, but he remained silent.

The master stared at Yi Yi for a long time, and Yi Yi was still stubborn and unmoved.

In the end, the master was gone, but just sighed, "Misfortune under the door! Then he took the book and left.

When the rest of the people saw this, they knew that they had dispersed, and they went out of the private school in groups of three or five, and no one would take a second look.

It was easy to stand still for a long time before he moved, bent down and picked up the book that he had brought to the table when he was sleeping, and only then did he pick it up, and someone tapped him heavily on the shoulder from behind. It's easy to look back, but it's General Wu's son Wu Chengye, who was the least likely to study in the entire private school before he easily abandoned his studies.

"Easy, I really admire you, you can make that old old man angry like that, I really laugh to death, hahahaha!" Wu Chengye smiled while patting Yi Yi's shoulder vigorously.

It was easy to frown, but did not open his hand.

"Like me, you don't think that old-fashioned thing is boring, right? Let's go, I'll take you somewhere, you'll definitely be interested! Wu Chengye said and pulled Yi Yi to run outside the private school.

Not long after the two of them ran, they arrived at a nearby martial arts hall, where there were many teenagers about the same age as Rong Yan and them practicing martial arts. Rong Yan originally just wanted to take a look and leave, but this time, he couldn't stop.

"yes, I'll just say you'll like it! How can reading a book be as interesting as practicing martial arts? It's all my father's fault.,I have to let me go to a private school.,Say what's not to study.,I don't care about him.,If you want to learn.,Don't go to the private school tomorrow.,Let's come here together! Wu Chengye smiled and bumped his shoulder.

"Okay." Easy to answer.

次 (rì), Yi really didn't go to a private school, but went to the martial arts hall to find Wu Chengye to practice martial arts together.

Aunt Niu, who opened a shop next to Zhao Yunling, saw that it was easy to enter the martial arts hall and recognized him, which was quite strange, and asked about it by the way after returning to the store.

"Mrs. Xiaorong, why did you let your children study in a good private school and let them practice martial arts? If I hadn't just come and seen your child enter the martial arts hall, I wouldn't have known about it! Aunt Niu asked.

"What? Didn't he go to the private school this morning? How did you get to Wutang? Zhao Yunling exclaimed.

Aunt Niu told Zhao Yunling everything (qíng), and after Zhao Yunling listened, he didn't even do business, and (cāo) picked up the wooden stick by the wall and rushed to Wutang, found Yi Yi who was squatting on the horse, and directly took him out.

"Okay, you've learned to skip class now, right? I don't think it's easy to read anymore, and I want to practice martial arts, right? Zhao Yunling said angrily.

It's easy to see her like this, both a little weak-hearted, but also a little happy for no reason, and somehow nodded.

Zhao Yunling didn't expect Yi Yi to dare to nod, and he lifted the stick in his hand and hit it on the easy (shēn), and deliberately avoided the vital parts, so that Yi Yi could only feel pain but would not be seriously injured.

It's easy to dodge, just stand like that, and let Zhao Yunling teach a good lesson.

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