Monk, this child is yours

After arriving in Wancheng, they had lunch at the inn, and Ye Qingshuang wanted to go out for a walk when he had nothing to do.

In fact, he hadn't taken to the streets when he came to this world, so he seemed a little excited.

Ye Qingshuang covered her face with a light gauze and carried Fei Fei out of the inn, Huo Ling with flowing long hair followed behind Ye Qingshuang.

Because Huo Ling wanted to prepare some things, he didn't go shopping with the two of them.

Ye Qingshuang looked at the streets of Wancheng through the veil, and sighed a little. Compared with the prosperity of the capital, this place is far from the prosperity of the capital, but it is much more prosperous than the desolate Yecheng.

He walked along the path paved with bluestones. There were stalls selling jewelry, food, clothing and daily necessities. Among them, jewelry stalls were the most, with all kinds of headdresses, jade pendants, and pendants dazzling. For the first time, he felt that Jingguo jewelry had more patterns than modern jewelry.

He casually picked up a pair of tremella studded with turquoise and asked Yan Huayan, "How about looking at this? It's very beautiful, and the hollow pattern on it is very delicate. Do you want to buy a pair for the flower feast?"

He doesn't have pierced ears, so of course he doesn't know how to wear earrings. However, among the men he has seen, only Yan Huayan seems to have pierced ears, so he asked this question.

Yan Huayan touched the red earrings on her ears and shook her head, "Master, only this red earring is enough for the flower feast, other earrings are not needed."

"Okay." Ye Qingshuang put down the earrings with some regret, he felt that the pair of earrings matched Yan Huayan's temperament very well.

After looking at the earrings, he walked forward for a certain distance and stopped when he reached a stall of various Buddhist supplies. The boss saw him stop and thought he was going to buy something, so he asked: "Young master, do you want to buy something?" Do Buddhist supplies go to temples?"

Ye Qingshuang didn't answer, but just looked down at Buddhist articles such as Buddhist paintings, pagodas, wooden fish, incense burners, and then thought of the dilapidated Hanran Temple and the deserted Jinghua Temple. , I didn't want the stalls to be so luxurious and exquisite.

This reminded him of the beads in Wu Jian's hands. Wu Jian probably only used the small string of beads in his hand and the string of beads around his neck.

Wu Jian and him are always together, rarely staying in the temple, most of the time running around on the road.

Thinking of this, he looked at Fatty who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. Speaking of which, he didn't pray for his son in the temple.

Except for the first few incense burns at Hanran Temple, there was no chance to pray for blessings.

"My lord, do you have something to buy?" The boss asked again, Ye Qingshuang raised her head and asked, "Let's take a look, does the boss have any recommendations for good prayer beads?"

"Young master, look at this set of Buddhist beads. There are holding beads, pendant beads, and hanging beads. This is a bodhi tree made of hundreds of years of bodhi tree. It is carefully polished and has a round color. It feels more moist in the hand. .” The boss enthusiastically recommended.

Ye Qingshuang took the bodhi beads handed over by the boss. She didn't understand this thing at all, and she didn't feel anything in her hand, so she raised her head and asked Yan Huayan who was standing beside her, "Hua Yan, how about this?"

"Hmm..." Yan Huayan could tell at a glance that this was a good bodhi seed, but he didn't want to answer, he knew that Ye Qingshuang must have bought this string of beads for Han Feixue.He didn't want to answer, he also knew that it was the same whether he answered or not, Ye Qingshuang didn't have him in his heart.

"Very good." The simple two words made Ye Qingshuang happy, and handed the beads to the boss, "How much is this? Wrap it up."

"Okay! Young Master, it's a total of [-] silver coins." The boss is very happy. He has done such a big business just after opening today. Although it is relatively close to Brahma City, almost no one buys Buddhist supplies, so the business has always been deserted. I didn't expect it today. Met a distinguished guest.

Yan Huayan took out a purse containing two hundred silver coins from her sleeve and handed it to the boss, "Two hundred silver coins. The boss counts it."

"Okay." The boss took the money bag with a smile from ear to ear, and after confirming the amount of money, Ye Qingshuang and Yan Huayan left the booth.

Ye Qingshuang touched the paper bag containing the Buddhist beads, and belatedly realized how could he buy such a thing?

Could it be that he subconsciously hopes that Han Feixue is a monk?

Thinking of this, his body trembled, and he wanted to throw away the Buddhist beads, but he felt that he just bought them and spent a lot of money, so he decided to forget it, so he casually threw the Buddhist beads to Yan Huayan, "Huayan will keep it for me."

"Okay, young master." Yan Huayan took Ye Qingshuang and threw the paper bag over, sighing.

The two wandered around for a while, and after Ye Qingshuang bought some exquisite pastries and ate them, they sat in a nearby pavilion to rest.

The pavilion is built in the center of the bridge, and the river is crystal clear under the bridge.

Ye Qingshuang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Because the long hair on his chest was caught, he knew that Fatty had woken up. He looked down at Fatty's round eyes. His eyes were so clear that he couldn't see at all. I just fell asleep when I came out.

Fatty yelled "Yeah" and pulled his hair with his fingers. He teased Fatty in his arms, and was having fun with him, but Yan Huayan who was sitting at the side called out, "Master, Mr. Dong!" .”

"Huh?" Ye Qingshuang looked suspiciously at the direction Yan Huayan was pointing at, and sure enough, she saw Dong Shaoling in a pink floral dress standing in front of the bridge. I don't know how long Dong Shaoling had been standing there. Same here.

Seeing him looking at him, Dong Shaoling walked over in a small step, and then showed a gentle smile, "Young Master Ye? But Young Master Ye"

Ye Qingshuang nodded, and said through the veil: "Mr. Dong, it's me, Ye Qingshuang."

Dong Shaoling approached the two of them, sat casually beside them, and asked excitedly: "The one-year deadline is approaching, and I wonder why Mr. Ye hasn't come back. I didn't expect to meet Mr. Ye here, but..."

Dong Shaoling noticed that Ye Qingshuang's arms looked like Han Feixue's child, and asked, "It's just this child..."

Of course, Ye Qingshuang could not tell Dong Shaoling that the child was born by him, so he only said: "This child belongs to Feixue."

"..." Even if Ye Qingshuang said so, Dong Shaoling still felt that there were many unreasonable things. Han Feixue was already a monk. Could it be that he had recovered his memory?But before he heard that Wu Jian had been in Yecheng.Looking at the child's age, it should be the child that Han Feixue had before and after the accident, but wasn't Han Feixue and Ye Qingshuang secretly determined to live for life at that time?

Although he felt it was unreasonable, he couldn't ask too many other people's private affairs.