How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

The abbot smiled and saluted, and looked at Yu Zhu next to Yu Mao, with understanding in his eyes.

"Yu Zhu, you wait outside first, the master has something to say to the emperor."

"Yes."

Yu Mao sat down on the soft cushion beside the low table. There was still an unfinished game of chess on the table, and the black pieces were already encircling the white pieces.

The abbot noticed Yu Mao's gaze and smiled slightly, "Is the emperor willing to have a game with this old man?"

"it is good."

After half a stick of incense

Yu Mao picked up a white piece and gently placed it on the chessboard, "It's time for the abbot."

The abbot glanced at the chessboard, stroked his beard, and said in admiration, "Your Majesty is really talented. Baizi is clearly on the verge of defeat, yet he managed to find a way out."

Putting down the sunspot in his hand, the abbot chuckled, "I admit defeat."

Yu Mao also smiled, "The abbot deliberately set up such a game of chess, what do you want to say to me?"

"Abbot, the tea is ready." Jing Hui's voice sounded outside.

"Come in."

Jing Hui gently opened the door as she said, and put the tea on the coffee table beside the table.Then he glanced at Yu Mao cautiously, and quickly slipped out, as if he was running for his life.

The abbot smiled, and made a gesture of invitation to Cat Yu.

Yu Mao took a small sip, wondering if it was an illusion.His originally agitated heart suddenly calmed down and became calm.

"This tea, paired with the incense in the room, can refresh the mind, what does the emperor think?"

Yu Mao nodded, "It's really good tea."

"This person is like this tea, you have to find something that fits well to be effective." The abbot picked up the teacup, blew on it gently, and looked at Yu Mao, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Yu Mao paused for a moment, looked slightly restrained, and then smiled slightly, "But this tea alone is enough."

"Don't your majesty think that if it is paired with this fragrance, the effect of the tea can be fully released?"

"..." Yu Mao put down the teacup, and the smile on his face had disappeared, "Abbot, it doesn't matter whether you can fully utilize it or not. Obviously as long as tea can play a calming effect, why should you rely on it?" What about the incense?"

After looking at Yu Mao for a while, the abbot sighed inwardly.

After all, it was too late, the young man in front of him still became like other emperors, he would not trust anyone.

He also thought of Yuzhu's already obvious feelings, but he still didn't know it.The abbot can only sigh, good luck tricks people.

It really has its own fate in the dark.

"I think that's all the abbot wants to say, so I'll go back first." Yu Mao put down the teacup, smiled at the abbot, and was about to leave the room.

"That's right." Yu Mao suddenly remembered halfway through the walk, "Master Yuzhu said that he wanted to stay in the palace to see a doctor for me, but in fact there is no need for that. The abbot should persuade him to exchange for a reward."

The abbot shook his head, "Since it was Yuzhu's own decision, I will not interfere. It's fine to stay in the palace, and I can take care of the emperor's body at any time."

"Whatever." Yu Mao opened the door and walked out.

Yu Zhu was waiting at the door, and when she saw Yu Mao coming out, she didn't say anything, just walked over.

The abbot then came out, seeing Yu Zhu's movements, he sighed silently again.

"Yuzhu, come here."

Yuzhu passed by, and Yu Mao wanted to see the Buddha statue, so he went to the Buddhist hall.

There were still many pilgrims in the Buddhist hall, but no one recognized Yu Mao, and Yu Mao was also happy to relax.

I bought a stick of incense and found a quiet corner to worship the Buddha statue.

"Everything is fine here in Xiaojiu. I hope grandma, father, elder brother and concubine mother are all well in heaven. I only wish for peace and joy in the next life, and don't come to this imperial family again..."

No one noticed, the thin boy in the corner had slightly red eyes.

"Yu Zhu, do you know what Master asked you for?"

Yu Zhu was silent for a moment, and said, "Master wants to ask why the disciple stays in the palace."

"No." The abbot shook his head, "Master would like to ask you, are you willing to convert to Buddhism now?"

"..."

He should have said yes without hesitation, but when the words came to his lips, Yu Zhu suddenly couldn't make a sound anymore.

Inappropriately, Yu Mao's face appeared in his mind.

Thin lips pursed slightly, Yu Zhu remained silent.

Sure enough.The abbot heaved a long sigh, and looked at Yu Zhu with kind and relieved eyes.

A monk must break his ties with this mundane world before he can realize Taoism and practice Buddhism.Although his disciple was born with a cold temper and seemed to be detached from the world, he was actually deeply trapped in the world.That's why he never gave Yu Zhu any scars.

But now, although Yu Zhu couldn't break this relationship, she finally had other emotions.The host sighed in his heart, everything is predestined.

"Yuzhu, you've moved my heart."

"!"

Yu Zhu suddenly raised her head, and subconsciously denied it, "I don't have any."

How could he move Fanxin, who is he moving towards?

As soon as the self-deceiving denial was uttered, the boy's words sounded in his head, shaking his persistence every sentence.

'Master Yuzhu, you are so beautiful. '

'Master Yuzhu, your hands are always so cold, so I brought a hand stove here. '

'Master Yuzhu, I really like you. '

Yu cat...

"Yuzhu, Master said that your fate is not over. If you really find your destiny, Master will only be happy for you and will not blame you."

"Fate is a word that can be met but not sought. It also pays attention to the right time, place and people. If any item is lost, there will be no result."

"So Yuzhu, you must take good care of your fate, and don't wait until you lose it before regretting it."

The abbot looked at Yu Zhu and said slowly word by word.

Originally, he shouldn't interfere with these things, but it was because of his non-interference before that the relationship between the emperor and Yu Zhu became what it is now.

The abbot often wondered recently, if he could give advice after realizing Yu Zhu's thoughts, would the emperor's heart wall not be as high as it is now, and at least there would be a warm place left.

Perhaps the Buddha let him know just to let him raise something.

"..." Yu Zhu lowered the expression in her eyes, her mind was full of knots, disorganized, and she couldn't make sense of it.

He really didn't understand what he thought about Yu Mao, he thought he regarded him as a friend at first.

But when the abbot said this, he felt that something was wrong.

Thinking that her heart beat unexpectedly because of the other party's compliment today, Yu Zhu's strange feeling became more and more serious.

The only thing he knew was that when he heard about the accident that happened to Yu Mao, he recalled the blood that Yu Mao spit out from his anger in Xuanhua Temple that day, and his eyes that were actually a little red.His heart seemed to be locked together, and he didn't even notice when he dropped the scripture in his hand into the lake in a daze.

But isn't it out of concern for friends?

Seeing that Yuzhu couldn't figure it out for a while, the abbot was not in a hurry, "The emperor must be waiting, you should go back first, and think about what Master said."

Yu Zhu's lips moved slightly, and she said hello softly.

Looking at the back of Yu Zhu leaving, the abbot closed his eyes, clasped his hands together,

"Amitabha, the word fate is really unpredictable."

When Yu Zhu passed by, Yu Mao was already standing outside the Buddhist hall.Seeing him coming, Yu Mao smiled slightly, "If you don't come again, I'm going to leave. But you really don't plan to change a reward?"

Yu Zhu glanced at Yu Mao, shook his head, "No more."

Yu Mao just asked casually, it doesn't matter whether Yuzhu is changed or not.

After leaving the temple, the street outside is very lively, with all kinds of stalls.Yu Mao asked someone casually, only to find out that there was a night market today.

Feeling excited, and happened to have a lot of money with him, Yu Mao decided to take a stroll.

"Come and have a look, beautiful accessories, girls of all ages can wear them."

"Come cake, glutinous rice cake, sweet brown sugar glutinous rice cake."

"The fabrics are sold, and the fabrics of various colors are beautiful."

Listening to these yells, Yu Mao walked among the crowd, the tiredness in his brows and eyes dissipated, and he smiled a little.

Sure enough, visiting the market is a good way to relax.

Yu Zhu had been paying attention to Yu Mao's expression, and seeing this, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

It's been a whole day, but he just saw Yu Mao relax.

"Little brother, do you want to eat glutinous rice cakes?" The uncle who sold glutinous rice cakes asked when he saw Yu Mao stopped in front of the stall.

"Alright, let's have a piece." Yu Mao took out the silver and bought a piece of glutinous rice cake just out of the oven.

The brown sugar on the top is sprinkled generously, half-melted on the glutinous rice cake exuding steam, and a sweet smell wafts over.

Yu Mao took a bite and was so hot that he gasped for air, and quickly poked out the tip of his tongue to dissipate heat.

The uncle watched with joy, "Hahaha, little brother, you are too impatient, let's blow it first."

Seeing that Yu Mao's fingertips were a little red, Yu Zhu reached out and took the piece of glutinous rice cake, "I'll hold it first, and I'll give it to you when it cools down."

"Yo." The uncle looked at Yu Zhu, his eyes lit up, "I didn't even notice just now, there is such a handsome young master here, are you together?"

Yu Zhu nodded lightly, "Yes."

Yu Mao slowed down, but his mouth was still a little numb, which was the sequelae of being scalded.

Taking the rice cake back from Yuzhu's hand again, "No need, I can just hold it by myself."

Saying that, Yu Mao blew, and took another bite cautiously.

This time it wasn't scalded, Yu Mao ate the soft and sweet glutinous rice cakes in his mouth, his cat's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he liked it.

Seeing this long-lost look, the corners of Yuzhu's mouth suddenly curled up slightly.Even though the person in front of him has become full of defenses, the fact that he is easy to satisfy has not changed, and he can feel happy with just a piece of glutinous rice cake.

Yu Mao seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly raised his head, just in time to see the arc of Yu Zhu's mouth that was too late to retract.

Slightly taken aback, Yu Mao glanced at Yuzhu, then at the glutinous rice cake in his hand, and slowly said a word, "You want to eat too?"

Speaking of which, Yuzhu seemed to be angry because she didn't eat pastry before.

"..."

Perhaps it was a sudden telepathy, but Yu Zhu understood Yu Mao's eyes, "...I don't like pastries."

At first, I thought it didn't matter if I explained it or not, but now Yu Zhu felt that an explanation was too necessary.

The question is, does Yu Mao believe it?

Do not believe.

"Uncle, another piece of glutinous rice cake." Yu Mao paused, then added, "It needs to be bigger."

"..." I really don't like to eat.

In the end, Yuzhu held a piece of glutinous rice cake and walked down the street with Yu Mao, who was also holding a glutinous rice cake.

Yu Mao's interest seemed to be aroused tonight, and he bought something here and there, and the big and small bags were piled up almost higher than a person.

If it wasn't for Yu Zhu, Yu Mao would probably have to ask the hidden guards behind him to move it today.

Seeing that it was completely dark and the number of stalls gradually decreased, Yu Mao withdrew his impulse to buy, "Go back to the palace."

Yu Zhu took a look at the stuff in his hand, and thought that if he didn't accept Tanyu Mao, he would probably be able to buy the whole street.

The two walked back to the palace, Yu Mao showed the token, and the guard opened the door.

Passing by the altar, Yu Mao stopped suddenly.

Yu Zhu looked over suspiciously, then was stunned.

The night was quiet, and the silver moonlight shone on the slightly thin figure of the young man.The curling night mist rises slowly, reflecting people in a hazy way.The young man was dressed in a moon-white robe, and his black hair was loose. He only gently tied it up with a jade hairpin, and raised a strand from time to time under the breeze.

Bending down and taking out a jug of wine bought at the market, Yu Mao opened the stopper and moved his wrist slightly.

The clear wine was poured on the altar, and under the cold moonlight, it refracted fine rays of light.

The lips seemed to move a few times, and the sound was very soft, and it was broken in the night wind as soon as it came out, without a trace.

But Yu Zhu could guess that Yu Mao was missing his relatives.

Feeling distressed suddenly, Yu Zhu took two steps forward uncontrollably.I want to comfort the confused boy who looks like a lost child.

It's just that he doesn't know how to comfort him, and what kind of identity he should use to comfort him.

Yu Mao was completely ignorant of Yu Zhu's inner activities, and quickly adjusted his mood. The bewilderment just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Put away the wine jar, smiled at Yu Zhu, "Let's go."

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The author has something to say:

Yu Mao: It's not in vain. I picked out a dress that suits the occasion today. How about it? I'm fascinated by it.

Yu Zhu: He looks sad.

Yu Mao: Shouldn't you be impressed by my beauty first? !It really is a smelly monk!

Rain Bamboo:  …