The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

Qu Xinyue's pupils shrank and she followed subconsciously, but after taking a few steps she was blocked by a courtyard wall.

The young man carrying water walked into a small courtyard with red walls, green tiles and many ginkgo trees.

"Who is he?" Qu Xinyue asked the young monk beside her.

The little monk with a round head and a round brain is not even half as tall as Qu Xinyue, but he is exceptionally smart and lively.

"That's Senior Brother Zhong."

Qu Xinyue: ...Master, Senior Brother? Damn it! He is actually a monk! What a sin!

She clasped her hands together and bowed in the direction of the temple.

The baby voice of the little monk beside him was heard, and he tilted his head slightly with confusion.

"But even though Master asked me to call Senior Brother Zhong, Master won't accept him as his disciple."

Qu Xinyue straightened up instantly, no longer feeling guilty, and asked curiously: "Young Master, why is your master unwilling to accept him as his disciple?"

The young monk scratched his head, very puzzled: "Master said that Brother Zhong's worldly ties have not yet been resolved, his six senses have not been purified, and he has no affinity with the Buddha."

Qu Xinyue couldn't help laughing when she heard this. She gave the little monk a thumbs up and said affirmatively, "Your master is right."

The little monk didn't understand and thought what the adults said was strange.

He muttered, "But Brother Zhong really likes Buddhism. Although Master did not accept Brother Zhong as an initiator, Brother Zhong will not give up."

Qu Xinyue raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

The young monk shook his head and said, "Brother Zhong has a very high level of understanding in Buddhism. Well, just a little bit behind." He pinched his thumb and index finger together and compared them seriously to Qu Xinyue.

Qu Xinyue was so amused that she couldn't help laughing.

After chatting for a while, the little monk was very good at asking questions, and Qu Xinyue basically found out everything about Zhong Yunyan.

Zhong Yunyan was a child picked up by the abbot of Lingguang Temple. Since he could not speak since childhood and his family could not be found, he was simply raised in the temple.

It can be said that Zhong Yunyan grew up listening to wooden fish and Buddhist scriptures, but the host has always said that Zhong Yunyan's destiny is not in this temple and he will eventually enter the secular world.

So even if Zhong Yunyan wanted to become a monk, it was not allowed.

Finally, the old abbot got annoyed with him and simply drove him to the separate courtyard built in this temple, to be responsible for entertaining pilgrims who came to Lingguang Temple to burn incense and stay overnight.

He did not have to come out to entertain pilgrims, but was only responsible for cleaning the courtyard, growing vegetables and fetching water on weekdays.

Zhong Yunyan lived in the westernmost corner of the courtyard. On weekdays, when pilgrims came, he would avoid them.

"Senior Brother Zhong is very hardworking. He gets up at 1:00 pm to practice, copies scriptures at the beginning of 1:00 pm, prepares vegetarian meals for the pilgrims at the other courtyard at the end of 1:00 pm, and then goes to the temple to follow the abbot in presiding over the morning class..."

Qu Xinyue: ...Wow, you really have planned your time very clearly.

He is self-disciplined and hardworking, and is determined to become a monk.

Qu Xinyue didn't know if she could seduce Zhong Yunyan into falling in love with him.

Just when she was feeling a little discouraged, Qu Xinyue quickly shook her head to get rid of the terrible thoughts in her mind.

No, how can I go back to the original world if I don’t hook up with Zhong Yunyan?

How can I save my parents if I can’t go back to the original world?

Qu Xinyue, who had recovered all her memories, strengthened her confidence again.

……

At the end of the Mao hour, the young monk betrayed Zhong Yunyan and told Qu Xinyue that it was time for Zhong Yunyan to prepare vegetarian meals for the pilgrims.

She got up on time, and just as she opened the door, the door of the guest room not far away also opened.

Yuwen Qingzhou smiled faintly, looked at Qu Xinyue, and asked, "Miss Qu, why are you here so early?"

When Qu Xinyue saw Yu Wen Qingzhou in his training clothes, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

I thought Yuwen Qingzhou was born thin and would not get up early to practice martial arts, but when I thought about his status as a young master of a noble family, I felt it was natural.

Which young master of a century-old family is not proficient in both civil and military affairs, riding and archery, and all six arts of a gentleman?

"Xinyue got up early to go to the kitchen to make breakfast for you, but this place is located within the temple, so you can only eat vegetarian food, okay?"

Yu Wen Qingzhou's eyes were dark, his phoenix pupils were slightly raised, and a smile gradually overflowed from his eyes.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Qu." After a pause, he spoke again jokingly, but his eyes were very deep, hiding a serious expression, and his deep eyes reflected Qu Xinyue's face.

"What if we are used to Miss Qu's cooking and can't eat it anymore?"

Qu Xinyue avoided Yuwen Qingzhou's sight, feeling a little overwhelmed.

After Yuwen Qingzhou had teased enough people, he let Qu Xinyue go and went to practice martial arts with his servants.

Qu Xinyue walked to the kitchen on time, where a tiny candle was burning, swaying slightly.

The fire in the stove was bright enough, but the whole kitchen was filled with steam and the visibility was not very good.

In front of the stove, Qu Xinyue barely recognized Zhong Yunyan, who was picking out the steamed buns from the steamer with chopsticks.

There was a sly gleam in Qu Xinyue's eyes as she stood outside the door.

She continued to move forward, forward, and forward again, and suddenly, she bumped into Zhong Yunyan.

"oops."

She let out a short scream and quickly took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry, there was too much steam in the kitchen and I couldn't see clearly. I bumped into you."

Zhong Yunyan didn't expect that there would be a female donor coming to the kitchen so early.

It was also his first time to have such close contact with the female donor.

At that moment, his daughter's fragrance and tenderness made him panic.

He gestured in panic - Woman, why is the female donor here?

Qu Xinyue asked back: "Can't you come? I want to make some breakfast myself."

It was the first time that Zhong Yunyan met such a smart woman.

He only made the gesture once and the female donor understood it.

He met Qu Xinyue's watery eyes, staring at him straight, her bright eyes flowing in a charming and alluring manner, her cherry-like red lips slightly curled, indescribably charming and alluring.

He suddenly lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name silently.

Qu Xinyue didn't want to scare Zhong Yunyan all of a sudden, so she pointed at the steamer and laughed loudly, "Brother Zhong, your pot is burnt dry."

Zhong Yunyan felt like he was being teased when he heard the soft and tender voice calling him "Senior Brother Zhong". However, he had no evidence and was speechless. He was left with nothing but panic and inner turmoil.

Qu Xinyue smiled slightly and started to cook vegetarian food.

Her cooking skills have reached perfection. Whether she is cutting, washing, frying, or kneading, pulling and stretching noodles, her movements are extremely rhythmic.

The orderliness is pleasing to the eye.

Not only that, even simple vegetarian food can be made to taste delicious in Qu Xinyue's hands.

Zhong Yunyan was unknowingly attracted to Qu Xinyue.

I saw with my own eyes how Qu Xinyue used extremely simple ingredients to create bowls of delicious and delicious noodle soup that would make you drool uncontrollably.

The hot noodles were as thin as hair, and Qu Xinyue pulled them out in the blink of an eye like magic.

They are coiled together like works of art, with a faint luster, dotted with juicy green vegetables, thick-tasting mushrooms, green onions, etc.

Qu Xinyue only took away three bowls. Before leaving the kitchen, she looked at Zhong Yunyan with starry eyes, raised the corners of her lips, revealed a faint smile, and spoke in a soft voice.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong. The rest is specially made for you, Senior Brother Zhong. Remember to eat it."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhong Yunyan to refuse, he raised his feet, turned lightly, and left with the food box.

……

Zhong Yunyan looked at the bowl of noodles left on the stove, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma of the food and brought it to the table.

When the noodles are put into your mouth, they have a chewy yet exceptionally smooth texture, and the fragrant food aroma constantly stimulates your sense of smell.

Zhong Yunyan was instantly stunned by the noodles.

But when he was about to take the second bite, he looked down and found that the bowl of noodles was gone.

When he heard the sizzling sound of noodles being slurped under the table, Zhong Yunyan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Bending down and lowering my head, I saw a bald little round head under the table.

He was eating a big bowl of noodles, sweat all over his forehead, but he was reluctant to stop.

Looking at the noodle bowl again, there were still a few vegetable leaves and a few sparse noodles left.

"Gulp gulp..." The little monk didn't even let go of the soup. He raised his head and drank it all. Then he patted his bulging belly comfortably and exclaimed with satisfaction.

Seeing Zhong Yunyan staring at him silently, the little monk immediately complained first.

He complained, "Humph! Senior Brother Zhong actually hid himself and ate alone! Did I catch him today? Otherwise, I wouldn't know that Senior Brother Zhong eats so well every day!"

Zhong Yunyan gestured with his hands to explain that the noodles were not made by him and that the food he ate every day was not good.

But the little monk had already closed his eyes, put his hands on his hips, turned his head away, and ignored Zhong Yunyan.

Zhong Yunyan: ...

……

As the sun sets, it gradually dyes the sky a soft amber color. Zhong Yunyan sits behind the windowsill, brush in hand, copying Buddhist scriptures attentively.

Qu Xinyue jumped from the wall to the window, raised a bright smile, and said in a sweet voice: "Brother Zhong~"

The brush that Zhong Yunyan was holding trembled, and a drop of thick ink fell on the scripture.

It gradually spread out, blurring the scriptures.

This scripture that was almost copied was wasted.

Zhong Yunyan tried frantically to rescue it, but the fact was already done, and he helplessly clutched the unfinished scriptures.

Only he knew that when he heard the soft and tender words of Senior Brother Zhong just now, his heart was in turmoil.

Only when your mind is in turmoil will the ink stain the scriptures.

Otherwise, considering his clear-headed state in the past, how could he make a mistake?

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhong, you have to copy the scriptures again." Qu Xinyue felt a little guilty. She had no intention of scaring others, but who knew that Zhong Yunyan's reaction would be so big.

Zhong Yunyan waved his hands and pursed his lips.

In fact, he didn't need to copy scriptures at all, and the abbot never assigned him any homework.

The abbot always said that his fate was not in the temple, so he wanted to prove that he was suitable to become a monk.

This is how he studied Buddhism and copied scriptures every day without missing a day.

He raised his eyes to look at Qu Xinyue, his eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly drooped his eyelashes. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were calm.

I warned myself again in my heart not to give rise to anger, ignorance and the six desires. I kept repeating a Buddhist verse in my heart: All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew drops and lightning, they should be viewed in this way.

Qu Xinyue noticed the change in the way Zhong Yunyan looked at her.

But when Zhong Yunyan raised his eyes to look at her again, she looked so dignified and solemn, with no expression of sadness or joy, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

I didn’t expect that Zhong Yunyan’s determination to become a monk was so firm.

Looking at Zhong Yunyan again, he saw that his eyelashes were drooping and he was muttering something silently.

When he repeated it many times, Qu Xinyue really understood what Zhong Yunyan was muttering silently.

This is a Buddhist verse from the Diamond Sutra.

This sentence emphasizes the illusory nature of love.

And it reminds people not to be too obsessed with the beauty of love, but to see its brevity and impermanence.

Qu Xinyue was almost laughing because of Zhong Yunyan.

She also became stubborn and insisted that Zhong Yunyan return to secular life as soon as possible!

Anyway, the abbot has said that Zhong Yunyan has no affinity with Buddha.

No one wants to accept him!

"Senior Brother Zhong, I like you." Qu Xinyue smiled and gave a strong suggestion.

Sure enough, I saw that the rosary in Zhong Yunyan's hand was spinning faster.

Qu Xinyue was in a playful mood and asked in a sweet and coquettish voice.

"Brother Zhong, please open your eyes and look at me. Buddha said that it takes five hundred glances in the previous life to get to meet you in this life. You have already looked back at me so many times in the previous life, so this one time won't make a difference, right?"

Zhong Yunyan didn't raise his eyes to look at Qu Xinyue, but his mouth opened and closed, and the speed of silently chanting scriptures became faster.

Qu Xinyue knew that she couldn't push him too hard, so she smiled and spoke sweetly.

"Since Senior Brother Zhong doesn't want to see me now, I'll come again next time. Ah! Senior Brother Zhong doesn't know my name yet, right? My name is Qu Xinyue..."

When Zhong Yunyan looked up again, there was no longer the sweet-smiling girl outside the window, only a pink and white handkerchief on the windowsill.

There were a few exquisite snacks on the handkerchief. When I held it in my hand, I could still feel the residual warmth. It was obviously made by Qu Xinyue herself.

It was brought to him so eagerly for him to taste right after it was made. Zhong Yunyan suddenly regretted being too cold to Qu Xinyue.

"Senior Brother Zhong, Senior Brother Zhong--" The little monk rushed in with his round, shiny little head.

When he rushed in front of Zhong Yunyan, he suddenly put his nose close to Zhong Yunyan, and twitched his nose desperately, asking suspiciously.

"Brother Zhong, are you hiding something delicious? I think I can smell it."

Zhong Yunyan's body stiffened, remembering that the last time he only had a bite of noodles, it was all eaten by the little kid in front of him, without even leaving any soup for him.

Suddenly, Zhong Yunyan felt extremely guilty and ashamed.

"There's nothing delicious here, you smelled it wrong."

It was because Zhong Yunyan was too honest. Now the little monk had already smelled the fragrance of the snacks, but because he trusted Zhong Yunyan too much, he missed out on this delicious dish.

However, Zhong Yunyan had long forgotten that monks should not tell lies, and he only wanted to keep the snacks given by Qu Xinyue.

Therefore, no matter how many Buddhist scriptures Zhong Yunyan copied or how many Buddhas he worshipped, the abbot said that he had no affinity with Buddha, and could not enter Buddhism or become a Buddhist disciple.

Unlike the little novice monk, he is the chosen Buddhist practitioner.

In the evening, Zhong Yunyan lingered in the kitchen for a while, but did not see Qu Xinyue coming.

When leaving the kitchen, Zhong Yunyan's lips were pursed.

These past two days he has gotten used to having Qu Xinyue accompany him when he cooks vegetarian meals.

Although one of them was busy preparing vegetarian meals while the other was preparing vegetarian food, they were each busy with their own things, but there was a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

Now that the person who had been accompanying him was suddenly no longer here, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

In fact, he was awakened only when he unknowingly walked to the East Courtyard.

This broke his previous style of not coming to the East Courtyard whenever there were pilgrims around.

In the east courtyard, Qu Xinyue was embroidering a handkerchief when she had nothing to do.

She would make small, commonly used items like these by herself.

With such exquisite craftsmanship, a flower bud is about to bloom in the corner of the handkerchief, which looks so realistic that it seems to be stained with dew and attracts bees.

Yuwen Qingzhou sat beside her, holding a handkerchief she had embroidered, and asked.

"Yueyue, embroider a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water for me."

This is no longer a hint, but a blatant statement.

Qu Xinyue raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes slightly curved upwards, with ripples like autumn water in her eyes, as she looked at Yuwen Qingzhou who was very close to her.

It seemed that if she got closer, she would be able to feel the other person's breath.

"Want to play in the water like mandarin ducks? It's not impossible." Her watery eyes curved into a crescent shape as she looked at Yuwen Qingzhou with a smile that was indescribably moving.

The soft voice is seductive.

"But Xinyue wants to see..." She didn't say what she wanted to see, but Qu Xinyue's slender white fingers had already hooked up Yuwen Qingzhou's collar and slowly pulled it open.

Yu Wen Qingzhou's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he stared at Qu Xinyue's face intently.

Outside the courtyard gate, Zhong Yunyan, dressed in a monk's robe, with deep and three-dimensional facial features and eyes as bright as the night, had pale lips and his hands were tightly grasping the door frame.