The Dharma lecture lasted for two hours before it stopped. Everyone felt that they had benefited greatly.

After Ling Xuan finished his lecture, he headed towards the backyard of the temple.

Lu Weiyang followed.

Qiao Nichang wanted to catch Lu Weiyang but could not catch her at all. “Weiyang!”

Lu Weiyang followed Ling Xuan into a side room. The novice monk behind Ling Xuan said, “Almsgiver, outsiders are not allowed to enter here.”

Lu Weiyang looked at Ling Xuan and said, “Master Ling Xuan, Am I an Outsider?”

Ling Xuan let the novice monk leave first and said to Lu Weiyang, “Your Highness, what are your orders?”

Lu Weiyang looked at Ling Xuan and said, “Do you know where the storyteller in Chang ‘an is now?”

Ling Xuan looked at Lu Weiyang in confusion. “What storyteller?”

“The storyteller has already said that our son was picked up by the monks of the prime minister temple in the water and found the Buddha beads on his neck.”

Ling Xuan pressed his palms together. “Amitabha. It’s better for the princess to not listen to such a low-class storyteller story so as to avoid dirtying your ears.”

Lu Weiyang looked at Ling Xuan and said, “But I would rather that what they said is true.”

Ling Xuan said, “Your Highness…”

Lu Weiyang looked at Ling Xuan and said, “I wanted to forget you. That day at the chess match, I really wanted to never see you again and never think of you again. I thought that I could do it.

“But I came to Luoyang, and you also came to Luoyang. When I saw you again today, I realized that I couldn’t forget you at all. I said that I had forgotten you, but it was all a lie. I couldn’t forget you at all.”

Lu Weiyang hugged Ling Xuan’s waist from behind. “I don’t know what’s good about you either. You’re still a bald donkey. I don’t know if you’ll be able to grow hair again in the future, but I just like you.”

“Today, I saw the devotion of those believers toward you. I understand that you don’t want to return to the secular world. Then, can you not return to the secular world, but stay with me?”

“Amitabha. Your Highness, this is Heaven’s punishment for sending you to Hell.”

“For you, I’m Not Afraid of Heaven’s punishment!”Lu Weiyang leaned on Ling Xuan’s back. “Ling Xuan… I don’t want to feel bad anymore. I don’t want to do anything that looks like you. I’ve never felt so wronged since I was young.”

Ling Xuan stood tall and straight, his hand fiddling with the Buddhist beads as he chanted the Buddhist scriptures..

Seeing him like this, Lu Weiyang sighed helplessly and let go of his hand.

Qiao Nihong’s eyes turned red when she saw Lu Weiyang coming out. She asked, “Did that bald donkey bully you?”

Lu Weiyang said, “Cousin, let’s go hunting.”

Qiao nihong said, “Hunting at this time?”

Lu Weiyang whispered a few words into Qiao Nihong’s ear. Qiao Nihong looked at Lu Weiyang and said, “But what if he doesn’t come?”

“If he doesn’t come, my heart will die. Cousin, please help me with this.”

Qiao nihong said, “Alright.”

After Lu Weiyang left, Ling Xuan’s heart could not calm down. He looked at the scar on his hand. The scar had just formed a scab and was very ferocious.

When he was young, after being cut, he no longer had any thoughts about meat. But why did he have to give up on Lu Weiyang? It was so difficult not to have a mortal heart.

“Master, master, something bad has happened.”

Ling Xuan put down his Kasaya and heard Qiao Nihong’s voice from outside.

Qiao Nihong rushed over and said breathlessly, “Master, something bad has happened. Weiyang went hunting on Laojun mountain just now, but when she went deep into the mountain while hunting, she disappeared without a trace. Please go and look for her together!”

Ling Xuan frowned. He did not have the time to consider whether the princess should not go to the officers and soldiers first, nor did he have the time to consider why he went hunting on Laojun Mountain at this time. It was going to be dark tomorrow, but when he heard that the princess had disappeared.., ling Xuan knew that he was worried.

He connected to the horse at the gate of Dailu Temple and rode towards the depths of Laojun Mountain.

The sky gradually darkened. There was already a thick layer of snow on Laojun Mountain. Every step was very difficult. The withered branches were covered in white snow and the ground was filled with gravel.

Ling Xuan saw that his Kasaya was cut by the branches, but he did not care. he shouted loudly, “Your Highness, Your Highness!”

Snowflakes fell from the sky. Ling Xuan kept going deeper into the mountains. As he walked, he shouted, “Your Highness, Your Highness!”

Seeing that the sky was about to turn dark, Ling Xuan became more and more anxious. Although most of the wild beasts were hibernating in the winter, it was very cold in the mountains. Weiyang had been well-fed since she was young, so how could she suffer this hardship.

Ling Xuan shouted loudly, “Wei Yang, Wei Yang!”

“Ling Xuan, I’m here.”

Ling Xuan looked over. Under the setting sun, Wei Yang stood under a tree branch with a red face and wearing a red cloak.

Ling Xuan got off the horse and ran over to hold Wei Yang in his arms.

Wei Yang also reached out to hold Ling Xuan and looked up at Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan lowered his head and kissed Wei Yang’s lips. He did not care about Buddha, evil karma, or hell. He only knew that he could not abandon Wei Yang.

For her, so what if he went to hell?

Wei Yang stepped on the snow and kissed Ling Xuan. The two of them, one red and one white, were entangled in the sunset light. They were very intimate.

The sky was completely dark. It was impossible to go down the mountain at this time. Wei Yang took out a lighter from her purse and picked up a tree branch to light it up.

“Ling Xuan, there’s a cave not far away. Let’s pick up some branches and go into the cave!”

Ling Xuan picked up the tree branch and went into the cave. He watched as Wei Yang neatly put up the tree branch and lit it up with fire. Finally, there was a trace of warmth in the cold cave.

Ling Xuan took off his Kasaya and placed it on the ground of the cave, letting Wei Yang sit on it.

Wei yang smiled and said, “Aren’t you afraid that Buddha will blame you now?”

Ling Xuan said, “This is just a piece of cloth after all. When I return to Chang ‘an, I will renounce asceticism.”

Wei Yang leaned on Ling Xuan’s shoulder and said, “Really? Don’t try to coax me.”

Ling Xuan said, “Really.”

Wei Yang saw a very deep scar on Ling Xuan’s wrist. He held his wrist and asked, “Where did this scar come from? The scab is still there. Haven’t you been injured for a long time?”

Ling Xuan slowly explained, “When I was young, when I wanted to break the precepts, a master cut a scar on my wrist. From then on, I didn’t dare to break the precepts again. After meeting you, I thought that by cutting this scar, I wouldn’t be able to break the precepts again, but in the end, I made a huge mistake.”

“This scar can only make me remember you more and more. After seeing you, I couldn’t help but want to break the precepts.”

Wei Yang looked at the scar on Ling Xuan’s wrist with heartache and rubbed it with her hand, “Your mother is really cruel. When you were still a baby and didn’t know anything, she sent you to the temple and made you suffer.”

Ling Xuan said, “She also had her own difficulties. I still have an elder sister, and my father passed away that year.

“Even though grandfather protected me, he was too old and sick to protect me from growing up.

“The power in the house is in the hands of second uncle and second aunt. If my mother didn’t agree to a series of master’s orders to send me to the temple, perhaps I might not be able to live to this day.”

Wei yang asked, “What do you mean?”