After I was reborn, I became a supporting villain

Chapter 298 [Two Hundred Nine Eighteen] Snow
Only then did Qingci realize that she was outside the Buddha Temple, but she knew that all of this was definitely not real, either it was a dream or a hallucination.

Because it was snowing outside, it was white all around.

But in reality, it should be a sunny day.

"Why don't you move?" Abbot Banruo asked curiously when he saw that she was still sitting there.

Only then did Qingci come to his senses and tried to stand up, but his whole body was frozen and he couldn't stand up at all, so Qingci said, "I can't stand up, my legs are weak."

"Really." Abbot Banruo came over, squatted down, and rapped on her leg fiercely.

Qingci suddenly felt a surge of heat in his legs, and he stood up in an instant.

"Now?" Abbot Prajna asked with a smile.

"I..." Qingci had just tried it before standing up very easily.

The two walked into the temple, and the room was extremely warm.

Abbot Banruo handed Qingci a stove, and Qingci sat on the stool with his arms in his arms, a little embarrassed.

Abbot Banruo was packing things beside her, and then looked back at Qingci from time to time.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Qingci asked.

"Because you wanted to ask something, but you never asked me." Abbot Prajna said with a smile.

Qingci swallowed his saliva, and did not directly ask him the doubts in his heart, but first asked politely, "Why clean up, I think this temple is already very tidy."

Abbot Banruo said with a smile, "Because there will be a guest coming soon."

"Guest?" Qing Ci was curious.

Abbot Banruo nodded yes, then smiled and said, "Yes, a very important guest."

Qing Ci was in a trance, and then hesitated for a long time before asking coyly, "Abbot Prajna, I... Am I dead?"

After hearing what she said, Banruo suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled unconsciously, "Silly girl, you are not dead yet, someone rescued you, you know you are still in a coma, you will wake up."

"Then...then when will I wake up." Qingci asked curiously.

Abbot Prajna smiled and did not answer.

"Yes... who saved me." Qingci asked again.

"Follow your heart." Abbot Prajna put his hands on his chest, looking extremely devout.

At this time, a woman stumbled closer, holding a child in her arms.

"My lord, my lord..." Someone outside the temple seemed to be calling her.

my lord?Qing Ci looked at the woman in front of him curiously.

She has a very beautiful appearance, even after giving birth to a child, her face is still smooth and white, with pink makeup and jade, a pair of brows and eyes that contain waves and water, eyebrows are as smooth as willow leaves, and a tall nose with a beautiful curvature. Qingci couldn't help being taken aback.

"Who is this?" Qing Ci whispered to Abbot Prajna.

Abbot Prajna did not answer.

The temple was quiet, the door was not closed tightly, and the cold wind outside kept blowing into the house.

"Buddha, Buddha, have you ever heard my voice?" The woman murmured softly, "I gave birth to a daughter, and it snowed heavily. Lianhuawu has not had snow for thousands of years. Everyone in the world says this is an ominous event. Zhao, only I protect my son tightly."

Qing Ci couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this...

Could it be that the person kneeling on the ground pleading piously in front of him is his mother...

The former master of Lianhuawu, elegy?

(End of this chapter)