Chapter 11 Grievances and Hatred Section 3 The Old Man

In the hermitage, Xing'er surrounded the carriage tightly before it stopped, and she began to panic and pant since she came to the hermitage, and only then did she feel a little comfortable. She turned her head www.biquge.info and looked at the lady who was still in the nunnery with some concern, at this time the burden she was carrying was much heavier than herself, she couldn't imagine why a weak woman was carrying such a heavy burden and burden but still did not fall, how strong she had to be in her heart to do it.

Ling Xiao was in the nunnery, slowly opened the sandalwood box, and there was an ingot of official silver and a gold hairpin in the box, the golden hairpin and the gold hairpin on her head happened to be a pair, she looked at the golden hairpin, and remembered the old lady's advice to herself when she got married, to take good care of Zhang Qifeng. At this time, when she saw this golden hairpin, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back...... Now that it is difficult to protect herself, how can He De find that Zhang Qifeng and protect her?

She opened all the letters, one by one, and read them carefully, and when she had finished them, her face was extremely pale. She sat on the futon and didn't recover for a long time...... It was getting dark, and Master Renqing stood outside the door for a long time before slowly pushing the door open and walking in.

"Madame......" Master Renqing called softly.

Ling Xiao slowly came to her senses at this time, she put the letters back into the box, stood up and saluted: "Master Tai......"

Master Renqing opened his mouth too much, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, at this time it was no longer important to say anything, and they had no idea in their hearts on how to overcome this difficult situation in front of them.

"I'm leaving, take care of too many teachers!" Ling Xiao didn't know how to continue, she could only leave.

"Did you know...... That Jingling Wangye...... There are no more. Master Renqing's voice trembled a little.

"Yesterday when I was in Fugen Temple, I heard what the abbot said. Ling Xiao's voice was slightly calm.

"Ling Xiao ......" Mrs. Renqing couldn't hide the stirring mood in her heart, and she burst into tears.

“...... Master, he has already gone to the Elysium of Rebirth, and now ...... The living are more important, and the teacher is too mournful!" Ling Xiao endured the grief in his heart and responded to her lightly.

"But I'm ...... Always unwilling!" Renqing Shi cried.

"You...... What can't you let go?" Ling Xiao asked softly.

"I hate that Xiao Yan...... Ling Xiao, I have always been unable to calm this hatred in my heart. ”

"Master, your cultivation in the nunnery for so many years has been in vain. Ling Xiao sighed lightly, "You...... Let's stay and practice. ”

"Ling Xiao, don't you want revenge?" asked Renqing crying.

Hearing Mrs. Renqing's words, Ling Xiao's face became gloomy, she turned around, walked in front of Mrs. Renqing, and said word by word: "Listen, I Ling Xiao will not mention revenge in this life, what I want to do in this life is to protect my family, can you understand?"

Renqing looked at the anger on Ling Xiao's face through her teary eyes, and she really understood that Ling Xiao in front of her was no longer the little girl who didn't know the world back then.

"Mrs. Shi still continued to practice in retreat, Ling Xiao said goodbye. Ling Xiao turned around and resolutely pushed the door away.

"Empty mountains and ancient pines, cliffs and sea of clouds, green shade stone paths, and the sound of the orchid...... Ziliang, we can't go back......" Master Renqing looked at Ling Xiao's distant figure and said softly.

Ling Xiao drove the carriage and slowly drove away from Ancui'an, the weight of her heart made her tired, she thought that if she hadn't married Fan Yuncheng for Zhang Qifeng, would she also follow Zhang Yuanzhi's family at this time, and stay away from the rights and wrongs of this world? Everything that has happened over the years is beyond her control, and all the things in the future are not something she can predict alone......

When Ling Xiao rushed home, he saw the cars coming and going in front of the door, so it was not lively. She and Apricot quietly returned home through the back door, put their things into the courtyard deep in the backyard, and then walked to the study.

The study is very quiet, not as lively as the living room. If it was usual, the husband must be teaching Xiao Ni to write and draw. It was so quiet at this time, and she walked slowly inside.

Fan Yuncheng sat behind the bookcase, holding his head in his hands, without saying a word. After returning from the Six Princes' Mansion, he sat in the study every day, his mind was blank, and ten days later was the emperor's birthday, he didn't want to do anything, just perfunctory every day.

"Yes. Ling Xiao looked at her pale husband and felt a little distressed.

"Ling Xiao," Fan Yuncheng looked up and saw Ling Xiao entering the door, ran in front of her in a few steps, and hugged her into his arms, "Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, you are back." ”

"Is something wrong?" Ling Xiao asked softly.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. Fan Yuncheng slowly let go of his wife, and he tried his best to hide the uneasiness in his heart: "It's good to come back." ”

"The children are still obedient, right?" Ling Xiao has been with him for twenty years, and he can't escape his eyes if he has any changes, Fan Yuncheng's gaze has been dodging him, and it is obviously difficult to speak.

"It's always been good to have little Nirvana with them. Fan Yun admitted.

Ling Xiao didn't ask him again, his husband was extremely stubborn, what he didn't want to say, he couldn't force it, after so many years, she had developed the habit that he wouldn't mention it if he didn't want to say it. When he wants to speak, he will naturally speak to himself.

"I brought some things back from Yongzhou, and I'll settle them. Ling Xiao tidied up Fan Yuncheng's clothes and smiled slightly.

“...... Oh, then you go first. Fan Yuncheng did not let go of her, but re-clenched Ling Xiao's hands.

"If the master doesn't let go, how can I go?"

"That'...... It's never too late to wait. Fan Yuncheng said.

Ling Xiao could only let him hold his hand and snuggle quietly in his arms. Years later, when she looked back on this situation, she realized how precious such a time was, because it would never be possible to find such a peaceful and quiet time in the future.

Fan Yu followed behind Yan Fei, learning the moves one by one, and Xiao Ni stood aside, pursing his lips and smiling.

"Uncle Yan, the day after tomorrow is the emperor's birthday, can Yu'er sneak with him to take a look?" Fan Yu asked while he stopped to wipe his sweat.

"You're just a child, I'm afraid you can't. If your eldest brother goes, I have a way to get him in. Yan Fei looked at Fan Jun who was looking down at a book in the distance.

"Alas...... Big brother can go, but I can't. Fan Yu pursed his lips, a look of displeasure.

"What's so nice about the palace hall? Yan Fei smiled and shook his head.

"It's always good to look at it from afar. Fan Yu sighed softly, "Daddy always doesn't allow ......"

"Yu'er......" Fan Yu heard this call and immediately turned around.

"Mother...... Mother ...... "Fan Yu ran all the way to Lingxiao, he didn't see him for many days, he was a child after all, and the tears flowed down uncontrollably."

Fan Jun, who was reading in the gazebo in the distance, also put down the book in his hand and ran over to this side.

"I'm almost ten years old, why do you still cry when you cry?" Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile, "Today, I want your Uncle Fu to buy some delicious food, and my mother will cook for everyone herself." ”

Xiao Ni sat on a small stool in the kitchen, and there was a bowl of fine rice on the stove in front of him, and there were various dishes piled on it. She has been busy during the meal, and the old lady originally intended to let her eat at the table, but she knows that her status is low, and this bit of proportion is still there. It's just that I didn't expect that Mrs. was so careful and left a bowl of rice for her.

"Why haven't you eaten yet?" Yan Fei passed by and saw her staring at the rice bowl in a daze, and slowly walked in.

"Uncle Yan......" Xiao Ni hurriedly stood up.

"Eat it while it's hot, Madame's favor. ”

Xiao Ni picked up the bowl, picked up the food and brought it to her mouth, Madame's cooking skills are really wonderful, even the most ordinary vegetables can be fried with a different taste.

Yan Fei saw a tear drop on the meal, and then another drop, he walked in front of Xiao Ni, and Xiao Ni in front of him couldn't cry anymore.

"Little Nirvana......"

“......”

"But the food doesn't taste good?"

Xiao Ni shook her head, the words in her heart couldn't be said to Yan Fei, for twenty years, she had never had this feeling, a feeling mixed with grievance and envy, and a warmth that she had never experienced.

"If you don't want to eat it, just put it on the stove, it won't be cold for a while. ”

Xiao Ni hugged the bowl of rice tightly, still bowing her head and weeping. Yan Fei sighed, Xiao Ni's feeling at this time, he had already had it many years ago, it was the feeling of having a home, for twenty years, he and this family were connected by flesh and blood, and they were already inseparable. It's just that he clearly knows that he is not just a nurse, but like their real family. Whenever he patrols at night, the clothes that his wife sews up with stitches and threads are extraordinarily warm on his body, just like the bowl of rice in Xiao Nirvana's hand.

At this time, there was silence all around, and his ears were always very good, and at this time he suddenly heard the big dog raised by his wife in the back house, and barked a few times, and he ran to the back house, and when he arrived at the back house, the lights in the house were suddenly extinguished. He slowly drew the sword behind his back, the lights in the room were rekindled, and he rushed to the door, and just as he was about to force his way in, a man stepped out of it.