"Yuhan, I heard that Ye Wudao has come to Kyoto, why don't you go out and play with him? By the way, I have already told my eldest brother, I will cook a homely meal at home tonight, and invite Ye Wudao to come and sit down, what do you think?"

Song Tianqi said with Song Yuhan, who was pretending to be confused.

"You don't need to invite him, third uncle, I don't have anything to do with him anymore. Song Yuhan said.

"Yuhan, what's going on? Didn't you guys do well before? I can see that Ye Wudao likes you a lot. Song Tianqi sighed in his heart for a moment, and saw that there was indeed something wrong with the two of them, so he hurriedly asked Song Yuhan.

"It's nothing, it's a breakup that I brought up, and we don't fit. Song Yuhan said lightly.

"Yuhan, although feelings can't be forced, third uncle, I shouldn't interfere with your emotional life, but the third uncle is a person who has come over and is also a clear-eyed person, you don't have to lie to me, I can see that you like Ye Wudao in your heart, you tell the third uncle, is it Ye Wudao's stinky boy who bullied you, I'll go to him to settle accounts." Song Tianqi pretended to be angry and said.

"Third uncle, this matter has nothing to do with Ye Wudao, it's my problem. Song Yuhan was bluffed by Song Tianqi, and sure enough, he was tricked, worried that Song Tianqi would really go to Ye Wudao's trouble, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Yuhan, you have been closest to your third uncle since you were a child, what happened between you and Ye Wudao, don't you even want to say anything about your third uncle?"

"Third uncle, don't ask, anyway...... In short, it is impossible between me and Ye Wudao. When Song Yuhan said this, he felt a tingling pain in his heart, and gritted his teeth to finish speaking.

"Yuhan, your face is very pale, is it uncomfortable?" Song Tianqi saw Song Yuhan's sudden pale face, so he didn't dare to ask any more, and hurriedly asked her with concern.

"I'm fine, third uncle, I'm going to rest. Song Yuhan endured it from time to time and said to Song Tianqi.

"Okay, you have a good rest, if you have anything on your mind, you can talk to the third uncle at any time, no matter what, the third uncle will always support you. Song Tianqi said to her with care.

"I will, thank you Third Uncle. ”

After Song Tianqi left, Song Yuhan closed the door, sat down cross-legged with a pale face, and immediately ran the Qingxin Technique, and after a while, her face softened a little, and suddenly she covered the quilt and whimpered quietly.

Three days later, Song Yuhan suddenly appeared alone in Mount Emei, but it was not a scenic spot in Mount Emei, but a hidden temple in the depths of Mount Emei.

There are no splendid buildings here, just a very ordinary and simple small temple, a few thatched houses and a few vegetable fields, there are no pilgrims to worship in it, only a few female monks, living here in isolation with the ancient Buddha of the green lantern.

An elderly nun was beating wooden fish in the Buddhist hall, reciting scriptures, and when Song Yuhan walked in, the old nun suddenly stopped chanting, opened her eyes, and turned back to Song Yuhan with an amiable smile.

"Master. ”

As soon as Song Yuhan saw this old nun, she screamed excitedly, then knelt on the ground on her knees and kowtowed to her three times.

"Huixin, you're here. ”

The old nun stood up, went over to help Song Yuhan up, and said to her lovingly.

And Huixin is the Dharma name used by Song Yuhan in Emei, but Song Yuhan is not a monk, so her name is not registered in Emei, so she, a disciple of Emei, is just nameless.

"The disciple misses the master, so come and see the master, your old man. ”

Song Yuhan held the hand of this old nun, looking like a coquettish little girl, if those who are familiar with Song Yuhan see this scene, they are guaranteed to be shocked, because Song Yuhan has never been the kind of girl who can be coquettish.

"Okay, well, this time flies so fast, when your grandfather sent you over, you were only so big, and now you are a beautiful big girl. The old nun said.

"It's an old girl, master. Song Yuhan mischievously corrected the master's words.

"Begging, whether it is a little girl or an old girl, you will never change in the master's mind. The old nun touched Song Yuhan's hair dotingly and said.

After the old nun finished saying this, he held Song Yuhan's arm, put three fingers on the veins of her wrist and shook it, and saw that a black line about ten centimeters long suddenly appeared on Song Yuhan's wrist, and the old nun's expression suddenly stunned: "Xiaohan, are you emotional?"

Song Yuhan knew that she couldn't hide her master, so she had to nod guiltily, not daring to look up at her master, afraid that the master would blame her, Master Jingchen sighed too much, she let go of Song Yuhan's wrist, and took Song Yuhan out of the Buddhist hall.

"Alas, people can be ruthless if they are not grass and trees, even grass and trees know how to shelter from the wind and rain for the grass, not to mention that you are still in the red world, but it is a pity that you have a vein of ice, but you can't be emotional, and feelings are the most difficult thing in the world to control, the master does not blame you. Master Jingchen sighed and said to Song Yuhan.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's all the disciples' concentration that is not good enough. Song Yuhan said guiltily.

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye, Hui Xin, your concentration and talent are the best disciples I have ever seen, the person who can make you emotional, I believe that it will definitely not be a simple person, in the end, the son and brother of that family, can actually win the heart of our Hui Xin?" Master Jingchen said to her too dotingly.

"Master, you're making fun of me again. Song Yuhan lowered his head embarrassedly.

"Silly apprentice, what's there to be shy about, can you tell the master about him?" Master Jingchen said to her.

Song Yuhan nodded shyly, embarrassed to tell all the things that happened between her and Ye Wudao, and Master Jingchen just listened quietly, like a kind senior, and didn't scold her.

However, Song Yuhan still had reservations, such as that she and Ye Wudao were the relatives that her grandfather helped her, and she didn't say anything about the marriage contract between her and Ye Wudao.

"Master, what should I do? I tried hard to make myself forget him, but my heart couldn't forget him. After Song Yuhan finished speaking, he raised his head and asked the master.