Reborn Princess

Shen Lilan had a headache. Is this some kind of Shura field?

Zhao Ruyun was wearing a green robe, which was soft and fluttering in the wind. She wore a green scarf on her head and her long hair was neatly tied behind her head. She had a light blue belt tied around her waist and a warm jade pendant hanging from it. She gently waved a folding fan in her hand, which was painted with elegant landscapes, adding a touch of elegance to her appearance.

Following behind her was the child whom she had rescued in the teahouse a few days ago. Although he was called a child, he actually looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. Before, he was dressed in rags like a child, but now he was standing behind her in a black corseted robe holding a sword, looking quite graceful.

Zhao Ruyun waved at Shen Lilan with the folding fan in her hand, "Jin Ning! Are you here to worship Buddha too?"

Shen Yanlan smiled and said, "Yes, the weather is nice today, so I thought of coming to pay my respects in Yuanyue."

Zhao Ruyun opened her folding fan to cover half of her face and leaned close to Shen Yanlan and whispered, "But you are here to pray for a child. I tell you, the Guanyin of the Jing'an Temple is the most effective. You..."

Shen Yanlan immediately interrupted her: "What did you come here to ask for today, Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Ruyun's expression darkened when she heard Shen Lilan's words. "I will offer sacrifices to my father's tablet."

Shen Yanlan then realized the inappropriateness of his words.

The Zhao family is one of the four major families and was once very prosperous. However, in a "City Tax Battle" in the northern border, an old general of the Zhao family died on the battlefield to protect a city, and the only legitimate son of the Zhao family fell off his horse, with both legs disabled, and he had to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Just when everyone thought that the Zhao family would become a declining clan, a bastard was pushed out and became the head of the Zhao family's door.

During the four years, he fought wars in the east and the west, defended the most important city in the northern border, and won countless battles. The frequent reports of victory amazed countless people in the capital.

In the end, it was the brother and sister who held up the family.

"You..." Before Shen Yanlan could finish her words, Zhao Ruyun started laughing again: "So many years have passed, I almost forgot what my father looked like. I am a little sad, but it's okay. My father will be happy to see that I am living a happy life in the afterlife."

"I'll go offer tribute first and come back to see you later." Zhao Ruyun said.

Shen Lilan nodded.

If General Zhao knew that his daughter was going to marry a hypocritical man like Zhou Jingmo, he would probably be so angry that he would chase Zhou Jingmo with a knife.

She looked towards the back mountain again, her brows furrowed. It was so absurd and ridiculous.

Just as he was thinking about it, Shen Lilan heard an old voice.

"Amitabha."

Shen Xuanlan turned around and saw a novice monk in a cassock holding Buddhist beads and slowly twisting them.

Shen Lilan was a little confused.

"Donor, we meet again."

They met again, and Shen Lilan was recalling when he had met him last time.

"I have a connection with the item in your hand."

Shen Lilan raised his hand and looked at the string of turquoise beads.

"A few months ago at the Jiming Temple in Jiangling, a lady asked me for a string of beads for her safety. Now it seems that the donor is the one who is blessed."

Shen Lilan was a little surprised.

"Would you like to follow me to my meditation room for a chat?"

Shen Lilan nodded, but Chunhua Qiushi was worried about her safety.

"You two little donors, please follow me."

In the Zen room behind the Baohua Hall, Shen Lilan was looking at the waterfall outside the window, wondering what was on his mind.

"Please take a seat, benefactor." The novice monk poured tea for Shen Lilan.

Chunhua Qiushi was waiting outside, so she had nothing to worry about.

"Does this bracelet bless the donor?"

The novice monk asked with a smile.

Shen Xilan twisted the beads. If she hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have noticed it. But when she mentioned it, she discovered that since she started wearing the bracelet, she never felt the pain of bone scraping again, whether she was dreaming or waking up from sleep at night.

Shen Lilan smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"This old monk and the donor have a destiny." After saying this, he picked up the pen and wrote two lines on the paper.

One line: "The exquisite dice are filled with red beans, do you know how deep my love for you is?"

A line of words: "The sun and the moon gaze at each other, yet they remain close to our hearts."

Although Shen Yanlan looked calm, his heart was churning like a turbulent ocean.

"These two poems are the calamities of the donor."

Shen Lilan's eyes became sharp, his own disaster.

Not knowing what he was thinking about, Shen Lilan suddenly woke up as if he had suddenly been enlightened.

"We've met."

“I have seen it and I haven’t seen it.”

"Abbot who shook his head at the old woman, when I pray to the Buddha for an afterlife, the novice monks who passed by me were all you."

The monk smiled and said, "Amitabha, you are talking nonsense. This is probably your first time to visit Jing'an Temple. How could you meet me?"

"But..." What bothered Shen Lilan the most was that he remembered this person, remembered this voice, but had forgotten his face even though they had passed each other twice.

"Donors, please remember that every action has its consequences."

Shen Xilan was confused by what she heard. She wanted to ask him what the outcome would be between her and Zhou Cechen, and how to overcome the two tribulations he mentioned.

The monk seemed to know what she was asking and slowly said, "The secret cannot be revealed."

Perhaps the monk saw Shen Xilan frowning, so he smiled and said, "I mentioned two words to a child more than ten years ago."

"It is hard to let go of the pain of love, and to go through this life with all the ups and downs."

Shen Lilan was so startled that he knocked over the tea at hand.

A chill ran through his heart, and Shen Lilan clenched his fists.

"How can we avoid this disaster?" Shen Xilan asked with a trembling voice. If she couldn't get through it, she would be repeating the same mistakes as in her previous life. What would she do, and what would Zhou Cechen do?

"Don't be alarmed by the troubles of the world, and be free and at ease after overcoming all the calamities."

"Donor, go and experience it."

Shen Lilan looked pale when he came out of the meditation room. Chunhua and Qiushi immediately supported Shen Lilan upon seeing this.

"Are you feeling unwell, Madam?" A cool breeze blew across Shen Lilan's face, and she came to her senses.

"Nothing, let's go and find Grandma Kong." Shen Xilan said.

Seeing that Shen Lilan was fine, Chunhua and Qiushi let Shen Lilan go.

Walking on the stone-paved road, there is a majestic waterfall on the side. After looking at it for a long time, you can't tell whether the water is falling or rising.

Shen Lilan was walking on the road, looking at the endless stream of passers-by, but he felt like there was a barrier between him and them. He could clearly hear them talking and feel their presence, but he felt like he was walking on this road in a dream.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Chunhua pushed Shen Lilan away and used her sword to block the arrow shot at Shen Lilan.

Shen Xilan frowned as she looked at the arrow that fell at her feet. She came to Jing'an Temple today because she suddenly thought of it. She didn't have any preparation or plan. How could someone know her whereabouts?

Someone was following her.

Countless arrows shot towards them. Shen Lilan dodged an arrow that was shot at her face by leaning sideways. The arrow passed by her eyes and a few strands of her hair broke off.

"Your Majesty, please hide quickly." Qiu Shi stood in front of Shen Lilan.

Seeing this, Shen Xilan ran towards a big rock nearby, but unexpectedly an arrow shot towards her. At the critical moment, she was knocked down by the person who came.

Shen Lilan and the man rolled down the mountain together.