Yunwen and his entourage rushed to Linggu Temple overnight.

Early the next morning, Yunwen arrived at the venue before presiding over the opening of the ceremony, and last night Jiang Gonggong and Luo Guards had already made arrangements.

The puja was very smooth, Yunwen pious three times and nine kowtows, chanted sutras and recited Buddha, and gave his father a transcendence.

Throughout the day, Yunwen sat cross-legged with the host and chanted sutras.

The sky gradually darkened, and Yunwen followed the host to finish the day's meeting, quite tired.

The host glanced at Yunwen meaningfully, and said with a smile: "The donor is very wise, and he has a relationship with the Buddhist family!" ”

Yunwen hurried for days, and now he has been at the festival all day, only feeling tired and tired, and he didn't care about the words of the old host. He had to rest a little at night, and he had to hurry early tomorrow morning, and he was thinking about Miss Xiyue in his heart, so he said goodbye to the host in advance.

As soon as the next day dawned, Yunwen woke up Jiang Gonggong and Luo Guard, who were still asleep, and told the old host yesterday that he was going to hurry this morning, so he didn't say goodbye, but when Yunwen arrived at the gate of Linggu Temple, the host was already wearing a robe and clasped his hands at the door.

"Abbot, I said goodbye to you last night because I was afraid that I would disturb your rest this morning, and I didn't want you to get up so early!"

"Your Royal Highness is leaving today, how can you not give a gift to the old decay, I hope Your Highness will not forget the words of the old decay, you have a fate with the Buddhist family, do more good deeds, may you open your heart as soon as possible, and live a wise life!"

"Thank you Abbot for your teaching, Yunwen is polite!" Yunwen made a bow to the abbot, and the abbot folded his hands and bowed Yunwen with "Amitabha" in his mouth.

Yunwen said goodbye to the old host and went down to Linggu Temple.

"Your Highness, the old abbot's words are so strange, they all say that the Buddha is destined for people, is it possible that His Highness really has an indissoluble bond with Buddhism?" Jiang Gonggong said to Yunwen.

"Hehe, Steward Jiang, don't forget to change your name, just call me Zhu Gongzi! In fact, when it comes to having a relationship with Buddhism, I think of the imperial grandfather, didn't he also become a monk back then? It seems that our Zhu family has always had an indissoluble bond with the Buddhist family! Yunwen replied with a smile, "But the most urgent thing at the moment is when you can rush to the Fu Restaurant, presumably Steward Jiang, you will be separated for two days, Miss Xiyue should not be able to wait for us!" ”

Father-in-law Jiang felt that His Royal Highness must be really worried about Miss Xiyue, who is so nostalgic for Hongchen like him, where can he see that he has a relationship with the Buddhist family?

At about one hour, Yunwen and his party finally arrived at the Rifle Inn.

As soon as she entered the door of the Fu Inn, Yunwen couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster, since that day she saved Xiyue who fell into the water, her figure has long been deeply imprinted in her heart, and she can finally see her again today, and she is extremely excited and excited.

Father-in-law Jiang greeted the storekeeper, Father-in-law Jiang took Yunwen and the guards Luo followed, and the three of them came to the guest room on the second floor of the backyard.

Father-in-law Jiang knocked on the door: "Miss Xiyue!" ”

Xiyue is bored reclining on the bed and letting her thoughts drift away, these days the door is not out, and the second door is not stepping out of this inn, feeling bored and squeezing out the water! I was feeling irritable when I heard a knock at the door.

Xiyue hurriedly got out of bed, straightened her clothes in front of the mirror, and opened the door.

"Miss Xiyue really made you wait for a long time, today I brought our son-in-law here!" Xiyue saw that Gonggong Jiang was followed by a handsome man with clear eyebrows.

The moment Shizuki saw him, she was shocked.

The eyebrows between his eyebrows are exactly the same as Mu Chenfeng's, no, not only between the eyebrows, but also between his noses, his lips, and his shallow smile......

Xiyue suddenly felt shortness of breath, in addition to the ancient costume in front of the man in front of him, he was a copy of Mu Chenfeng!

This, how is this possible?

Seeing Xiyue's watery eyes staring at him, Yunwen actually felt at a loss.

Seeing Xiyue's reaction, Gonggong Jiang hurriedly pulled the Luo guard, who was standing behind Yunwen, and retreated.

"Morrowind, Morrowind, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xiyue couldn't help but fall into Yunwen's arms, she remembered the kindness of Chenfeng to herself, and remembered that in that life, she used Chenfeng's kindness to herself, broke into the Mu family, and wiped out the Mu family with her own hands.

She still remembers the moment before she fell into the water, she put a gun to Chenfeng's head, Chenfeng's complicated eyes, and remembered that Chenfeng shouted to herself heartbreakingly after she fell into the water.

Shigetsu's tears poured down.

Yunwen hugged Xiyue, who suddenly ran towards him, and his heart jumped suddenly.

There was still a faint fragrance in her hair, and Yunwen unconsciously had difficulty breathing.

It's just that who is the 'Morrowind' that this girl is shouting out of? Does she really have a sweetheart?

"Shizuki girl, Shizuki girl!" Yunwen whispered Shio-yue's name.

"Morrowind, I'm An An, I'm An An, you don't know me anymore, don't you know me?" Xiyue has experienced so many things in the past few days, first she was shot into the water in that life, and then she traveled to this strange dynasty, and then she died her father, and she had no relatives, her heart was about to collapse, at this moment, she actually saw the morning breeze that loved her and loved her, and she threw herself into his arms and didn't want to let go for a moment!

She's so tired!

Yunwen looked down at Xiyue, who was crying in his arms, and his heart ached.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid!" Shigetsu hugged Yunwen tighter.

Yoon-moon patted Shigetsu on the back comfortingly.

"Morrowind, I really didn't expect to see you here again, are you the same as me, have you crossed?"

Yunwen listened to the person in his arms and became more and more incomprehensible, gently held Xiyue's shoulders and lifted him up from his arms: "Miss Xiyue, what's wrong with you?" Who is Morrowind? Yunwen's star-like eyes looked at Xiyue in bewilderment.

Only then did Xiyue react, and she wiped away her tears.

No, he's not her Morrowind, no!

He's just like the morning wind!

This is the Ming Dynasty, he has already crossed over, how can he follow him to cross over?

"I'm sorry, Childe, I made you laugh just now!" Xiyue immediately realized that she was wrong, she was no longer An An now, she was Mu Xiyue, a poor girl from the Ming Dynasty, she remembered to be reserved, so she quickly took a few steps back and kept a certain distance from Yunwen.

Yunwen looked at her in plain clothes, with a cloud bun hanging low on her head, pinned with a white silk flower, and no extra embellishments, but it was difficult to hide her beautiful face like the moon with a plain face, and her pear blossoms brought rain, which made people feel distressed.

"What's wrong with the girl? If there is any difficulty in your heart, I am willing to share it for you when I come down!" Yunwen wanted to reach out and hug her again, but Xiyue was already a few steps away from him, and he had changed his previous sad and crying appearance, and the helplessness in his eyes just now was replaced by perseverance.