Qi Huanzhu didn't sleep.

She cupped Lojeb's cheek with one hand and gently patted him on the shoulder with the other, as if she had coaxed him to sleep as a child.

In the blink of an eye, his son is so mature.

may be the relationship between her own son, no matter how she looks at it, she thinks that the child is much more handsome than on TV.

Time flies, and many things happen beyond the expectations of life, but we have to bear it.

She knew that her husband abdicated because he was sad.

Especially Rui Rui is his younger sister who has been brought up since she was an infant, Rui Rui's name is still given by him, and Ling Xu also has a very important position in his heart.

Rui Rui and Ling Xu are both Ling Yun's parents, in order to prevent their son from violating Ni Xiyue, and in order to persuade their son to wake up and give up rebellion, they both committed suicide in front of Ling Yun.

Tragic grief.

The status quo is unsettled.

Qi Huanzhu is very distressed about her husband.

She still remembers that before he abdicated, he knelt lonely in the fog of the early morning, and asked softly: "It seems that since I was born, all this has been a dream."

It seems that I have fought for it, but I have not fought for it, and the dream will always be like this, and it will not change because of my efforts.

Even if I become an emperor, even if I make the right judgment and decision, my distressed relatives will never come back, and there are other relatives who have to oppose me.

In fact, I can do nothing, you can do whatever you want, and you can develop how you want.

It's just a dream anyway.

Anyway, it is impossible for me to change the dream whether I do it or not, whether I fight or not, whether I see it or not, so be it.

Then I will stop wasting my life and do what I think is right, but which you think is self-righteous in your eyes. ”

Qi Huanzhu is also very distressed about his son.

However, the son will always grow up, he will always grow up, if he is not cruel to him, how can he have the current Jeb the Great?

What's more, since her husband moved into the Phantom Heaven Pavilion, he hasn't said a word every day except for meditating and chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha.

He has been a vegetarian for ten years, and only recently started to eat some meat, but he still said that his body needs, and everyone forced him to eat for his health, eating fish raised in their own lake, chickens and ducks raised in their own yard.

He copied the scriptures for ten years, and each page was carefully transcribed in small letters with gold ink.

He hadn't said a word or expression for ten years.

He is trapped in his own emotions and closes himself off.

He often stands alone at sunrise or sunset, standing by the bed, standing under the bamboo forest, standing by the lake, and looking at it for a long, long time.

He seemed to be waiting for something, and it seemed like he would never be able to wait.

Qi Huanzhu was once afraid that her husband would have depression, and she guarded him every inch for ten years, for fear that he would die if he couldn't think about it.

Although they seemed to be isolated from the world in the Phantom Heaven Pavilion, they were also living a very hard life, very bitter and bitter.

Mr. and Mrs. Jinrong slept until eight or nine o'clock in the morning and did not get up until eight or nine o'clock.

When he came out of the room to wash and change clothes, he saw Luo Jiebu happily sitting at the stone table, opposite him was Luo Tianling, and the father and son were playing a game of Go.

Jinrong is also extremely rare to have the honor to meet Luo Tianling and his wife.

He immediately stepped forward to greet them.

Qi Huanzhu smiled and asked them to eat in the restaurant now, and then come out to play after eating, so they went back to the house to have breakfast.

The sunlight shakes the dappled light and shadow on the chessboard.

Lojeb still has the same temper as he did when he was a child, and Luo Tianling's chess can never see what he wants to do next.

In the game between father and son, it is always the son who loses.

Even so, Lojeb was happy.

He thought that he could stay in the future, or come more often in the future, and all his wishes were filled with those dark pupils.

But Luo Tianling's expression was always light, as if he didn't see the hope in his eyes at all.

The days in the Phantom Heaven Pavilion always pass very slowly, as if when you enter here, time will become very slow.

You don't need to be busy doing something, just a pot of hot tea, a good book, and a game of chess.

At noon, everyone fished by the lake, dug wild vegetables in the vegetable garden, and cooked by themselves.

After lunch, Luo Tianling and his wife went back to their room for a lunch break as usual.

Lojeb was not happy, he didn't want them to sleep, he wanted them to play with him all the time, but Yan Bei smiled and said: "The old lady is old, their current life is very regular, and they have been living for many years, Your Majesty, wait, just a lunch break, it will pass soon." ”

Lojeb believed it.

But all afternoon, Luo Tianling and his wife didn't come out.

Yan Bei smiled again and said: "Every afternoon, the lord and the lady will recite and copy the scriptures in the Buddhist hall upstairs, and if Your Majesty is interested, you can also go up and copy the scriptures." ”

Lojeb was an atheist, and as a child he learned that his father always had a book on Buddhism by his bedside.

So the silver tooth bited: "I copy the scriptures!" ”

Jinrong and his wife also went up hand in hand.

In the Buddhist hall on the second floor, the light is not particularly bright, and the style inside is a bit Japanese.

The low tables were large and long, and in front of each table were placed futons, scriptures, pen holders, rice paper, and gold ink.

After Qin Jiujiu sat down, he looked at Qi Huanzhu, who was seriously transcribing the scriptures, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I want to pray for the child in my womb, which one to copy?" ”

Qi Huanzhu put down the pen in his hand and handed her a copy with a smile.

In front of the Buddha hall, many Bodhisattvas are enshrined.

The incense never stops.

Qin Jiujiu copied carefully, and Jinrong also copied.

Luo Tianling has not raised his head since they came in, and under the infection of such an atmosphere, everyone has become a devout believer in the Buddhist hall.

So, for three days.

Every day, they played chess, caught fish and vegetables at noon, cooked and ate, and got up after the lunch break to copy the scriptures and read them carefully until the evening.

The days were simple, but after three days, Lojeb inexplicably felt full of strength in his heart.

He didn't know what that power was.

Until Luo Tianling looked at him: "You have learned to have a peaceful heart." ”

Only then did he realize that this power was called tranquility.

After dinner, Yan Bei carried two large pockets of instant noodles and sent Luo Jiebu out of the Phantom Sky Pavilion.

When Nuo Yi took the instant noodles from Yan Bei's hand, he looked at Yan Bei: "Father! Are you okay with your mother? ”

Yan Bei smiled and said, "You and Your Majesty are good, we are fine." ”

After Lojeb left, the Jinrong couple also had a regular life in the Phantom Sky Pavilion.

Finally, it took more than 20 days.

The leaves of the trees around the lake have turned yellow, the weather is getting cooler, and autumn is getting stronger.

The streamer said to Qin Jiujiu: "You can go out of the Fantasy Heaven Pavilion tomorrow, congratulations to the little princess on her recovery!"

And, after the first trimester, the fetus is getting more and more stable. ”

Jinrong and his wife were very grateful, bowed to the streamer seriously, and said goodbye to Luo Tianling and his wife seriously.