after i found out my new wife was a man

I must be reading it wrong.

"It's nothing, just a little distracted," Xie Ling smiled apologetically, "I made you worry."

He Yaoqing patted him on the shoulder, with a faint worry still lingering in his brows, but he said, "It's fine."

Xie Linghe nodded, then turned his head and continued to look at the lobby downstairs.

The applause and applause had already died down, and the discussion had not stopped, and the noisy words were mixed, piercing into the brain like the tip of a needle.

"Let's go."

He looked at everyone in the lobby, moved his eyes and stood up, paused, and repeated: "Let's go."

Those words certainly make people sad and sad, but if they are ordinary people, they have worked hard all their lives since birth, illiterate and muddled.A person who has no right to choose the future from birth, a person who has seen the head at a glance since childhood, a person who has lived the same life for generations——

If you are transparent and reasonable, it will make people happy, but if you follow others, are easily incited, and only care about yourself, isn't it normal?

The road is uneven, so the carriage is a little bumpy. After the beginning of autumn, the weather is no longer as hot as before. The afternoon sun is gentle and gentle, and people can't help but want to doze off just by being in the sun.

Xie Lingyu squinted his eyes slightly against the light, yawned, and looked out the window.

"almost there."

Before Xie Lingyu could speak, he heard this sentence and couldn't help laughing when he turned around: "I was about to say that too. I didn't expect you to remember the way so clearly after only being here once."

I’ve been here more than once, He Yaoqing thought in his heart, with a shy smile on his face: “I was not able to go out of the palace very much before, so Grandma Huang finally took me out once, and unconsciously memorized the way Living."

"Then you can go wherever you want in the future."

While the two were talking, the carriage stopped, and then the bells of the temple came from far and near, and birds and birds flew as far as they could see, solemn and solemn, with a long sense of Zen.

He Yaoqing jumped out of the carriage first, turned around and said with a smile: "Last time you led me, this time it's up to me to lead you."

Reflecting the towering old trees and the gurgling spring, the young man is tall and straight, with beautiful eyebrows and meandering eyes, and his smile is like the spring breeze under the peach blossom tree when he first met, unexpectedly showing a little bit of youthful vigor.

Xie Ling and Dun felt a softness in their hearts, so even the words they said seemed to be filled with tenderness: "Then I will leave it to you today."

Hearing this, He Yaoqing took a few glances at him, raised his brows slightly, turned around and stepped up the stone steps at the bottom of the mountain: "Let's go."

The place the two of them came to at this moment was of course the mountain temple where they first met that day—Shanquan Temple.

As a Buddhist holy place with the inscription "No. [-] Temple in the World" by the former emperor, except for a few cases—for example, the temple was closed because of the visit of the Empress Dowager and the Eldest Princess. No matter what the day is, the temple is always bustling with incense.

Today it is particularly prosperous.

Around the stone steps leading to the temple on the mountain, almost every tree is hung with red ribbons. When the wind blows, the long red ribbons flutter with the wind, and the black handwriting on them can be seen faintly.

In the past, most of the pilgrims were young men and women, girls and teenagers, or they were in groups, or they walked side by side, talking and laughing, joking and laughing, which was quite different from usual.

Just because today coincides with the Tanabata begging festival.

According to the custom of Chang'an, whenever begging for cleverness, eating begging fruit, buying begging things, and going to the temple to seek fate, Xiangqiao Lantern Festival, orchid night fighting for cleverness and other customs are indispensable. The light on the jade pot turns, and the long lamp stays on all night long.

"It is said that if you write your wishes for the next year on a red ribbon and hang them on a tree, you will be blessed by Buddha. Do you want to write it?"

He Yaoqing pouted, and said disdainfully, "It's all a lie, so I don't want to write it."

Hearing this, Xie Ling coughed heavily: "What's wrong with trying to be lucky? Also, don't say these things here today, and apologize to the Buddha."

Although Xie Lingyu didn't really believe this, it was always a bit bad to say these things in the monastery.

"I know, I know, I have apologized a hundred times in my heart."

Xie Lingyu could only sigh helplessly, rubbed his head with a smile, and didn't say anything else.

After entering the Buddhist hall, a young monk came to pass incense. Xie Ling and He took it and put it into He Yaoqing's hands. Together, they inserted the incense stick into the incense burner, and clapped their hands three times. After worshiping the Buddha, they were ready to stand up Go to the temple and then walk around casually.

But never thought that there was a young monk who came straight up, and in front of him, this monk had a fair face, with a thick layer of calluses on his palms, folded his hands and bowed slightly: "Amitabha, two benefactors, the abbot of the small temple, Abbot Xuanming, please, Hope to see you in the meditation room in the backyard."

Who doesn't know the famous abbot Xuanming of Shanquan Temple?

It’s just that Master Xuanming has gone through two generations of kings. He was already an abbot when the first emperor wrote his inscription. He is old and has been practicing for a long time. He has heard rumors that he has not seen pilgrims for a long time. Outsiders can’t ask for a meeting. Why do you suddenly want to see us now? Two people?

Xie Linghe concealed all his doubts, and also owed himself: "Don't dare to take it for granted, it should be our honor to meet Master Xuanming."

The young monk nodded slightly, and led the two of them into the backyard.

Xie Linghe was thinking about this in his heart, so he didn't see it. He Yaoqing, who was beside him, heard the young monk's words, and the fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly for a moment. Although there was a little doubt on his face, but more But it is clear.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the zen house has deep flowers and trees.

The young monk led the two of them to the meditation room, saluted, and turned to leave.

I saw Master Xuanming wearing cassock, sitting cross-legged, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.Described as thin, with deep grooves on his face, his voice is neither sad nor happy.

"coming?"

Xie Ling and Zheng were puzzled, and heard He Yaoqing who was beside him reply immediately: "Here we are."

But it didn't use a female voice, but the original clear and clean youthful voice.

Xie Lingyu couldn't help being shocked.

You must know that although He Yaoqing is a man, but as the eldest princess for 18 years, he had to practice superb makeup and voice-changing skills, and he was never caught by others.

Today may be the first time that he no longer changes his makeup and voice, but really goes out to play as a man.

But in this situation now, it is clear that the two have known each other for a long time, and they also know that he is a man?But Xuanming is the abbot, and Shanquan Temple is a royal temple, how could he fail to recognize that the young man standing in front of him is the eldest princess of the dynasty?

Turning his head to look, he saw He Yaoqing staring directly at the abbot who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, the expression in his eyes was indistinct, neither joy nor disgust, as if he was looking at a stranger who had never lived before.