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After a full day's rest, Hua Rong took Lin Huan to the small temple in Nanshan to pray for blessings. Nian Rong didn't take Lin Huan with her because she had too much fun at night and couldn't stand up.
The small temple in Nanshan is not far away, the way to go, the beauty has long been familiar, the scenery on the mountain has not changed, and the old trees that have just sprouted are already shaded and green, which can be found from the mountainside.
It was Lin Huan's first visit, so Huarong introduced her to the temple and how to pray for blessings. After kneeling in front of the Buddha, she chatted with Shuya for a while. Then write a mahogany plaque to pray for blessings.
? Finally, after hearing someone¡¯s introduction, I went to the Marriage Temple not far away to ask for a marriage lottery. The Marriage Temple is not far from the Nanshan Small Temple.
The scenery is not bad. It was built on the hillside. It is similar to the layout of the small temple in Nanshan, but it is a little different. The red silk thread almost covers the entire Marriage Temple. Regardless of the marriage lottery, a marriage line is required to bless you to find a destined person.
Because of their status as empresses, Hua Rong and Lin Huan received special treatment, and the abbot of the temple came out to greet her. The one who unscrambled the signature was also the most respected monk in the temple, and it was said that he was the most effective one.
Lin Huan clutched the lottery he asked for, feeling a little uneasy, "Auntie, is it really effective?"
Huarong leaned over and said in a low voice, "It should be very effective. I heard that all the ladies from Chang'an Quan will come here. If it doesn't work, the incense won't be so good. Don't worry, relax a little, it's just a signer. That's all."
Lin Huan bit her lips nervously, nodded when she heard Huarong's words, took a long breath, and her palms were clenched with sweat.
The eminent monk called "Amitabha" and asked for a lottery. Lin Huan handed it over, and the eminent monk began to interpret it.
Lin Huan was so nervous that his fingers were trembling slightly, Huarong sighed, and reached out to hold Lin Huan's trembling hand.
"It's okay, don't be nervous, it's just a signature."
Lin Huan secretly clenched his other fist, "Hmm"
The longer the eminent monk interpreted it, the more nervous Lin Huan became. His mind was filled with thoughts that the Temple of Marriage was full of incense, so it must be extremely effective. What if the deciphered signature was not good?
The more nervous the more frightened I was, and even thought of running away, as if I knew I didn't study hard, and the results of the imperial examination would be announced the next day, and I wanted to get a good ranking, but I was extremely nervous.
Maybe it's because the interpretation is over, the monk's complexion is not very good, and some of them are hard to say.
Seeing this, Huarong also panicked, for fear of saying something bad on it.
The monk was embarrassed, considering Huarong's identity, he didn't know how to say it, he was torn between being more euphemistic or saying it directly.
Lin Huan's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling arose spontaneously. Even so, she still wanted to know the result.
"Master, but it's okay to say."
Huarong glanced at Lin Huan, sighed, and then quietly waited for the answer.
The monk pondered for a moment, and told the truth, "Miss's lottery is to make a lottery, where there will be sorrow, and the heart will fall away. It is said that there is no destiny. Even if there is a contribution, it is short-lived and cannot be kept."
Lin Huan's body stiffened and her mind went blank. Although she had expected what she said, she still felt very uncomfortable when she heard it. All her wishful thinking was just wishful thinking. The Buddha didn't even give herself a single chance.
Even if there is a share, it is short-lived, so what's the point of my persistence and all my wishful thinking?
But that person deeply occupied all of her consciousness, lingering and deeply rooted.
How difficult it is to pull out a tree that has taken root and sprouted in the mind. If you are not careful, the sky will collapse and the six roots will lose their peace.
Huarong looked at Lin Huan worriedly, her hands became icy cold, no matter how much Huarong covered her, she couldn't warm them up, it was terribly cold.
"Master, is there a way around it?"
She knew that from the moment Lin Huan knelt down and begged, she really fell in love with her, and no one could push her away.
The monk pondered helplessly for a long time, then shook his head, "This is God's will, it's hard to change, but"
After a pause, he proposed a compromise. "If Miss doesn't obsess over one person, she may be able to achieve consummation."
Huarong lowered her eyes and did not speak.
Lin Huan smiled softly, and looked directly at the monk, "If you are not with the person you like, how can you seek consummation, even if you are consummated, this place" She poked her heart, "It is also missing Got a piece."
The monk was silent, and read a sentence, "AhAmitabha", as if mourning Lin Huan's misfortune.
Lin Huan shook Huarong's hand, his eyes were red, and he raised his face stubbornly, "Auntie, let's go, it seems that the effect here is not so effective."
Huarong nodded distressedly, "It's okay, if my aunt will take you elsewhere, this kind of solution will most likely not work, so don't take it to heart."
Lin Huan held back tears and smiled, "I won't, Huan'er doesn't believe in these things. Didn't my aunt say to take Huan'er to Chang'an Street for a stroll? Let's go quickly!"
"good."
The monk didn't speak, and watched Huarong and the two leave. As for the question of whether it will work or not, he didn't struggle, and insisted that it was God's will.
After all, marriage is not something that everyone is satisfied with. Faced with their self-deception, the monk can only sigh quietly, without arguing, and hope that the signature he just signed is not correct.
After leaving the Marriage Temple, Lin Huan has always been lively, even more lively than usual, a bit too much, as if he is strong, and he can chat all the way.
When I arrived at Chang'an Avenue, I was bouncing around, curious about everything, and able to say a few words about everything.
Huarong listened quietly, occasionally echoing a few words, the more Lin Huan was like this, the more distressed she was.
The more I thought about it, was it a wrong decision to bring her here?
Maybe be more ruthless, more ruthless, if you don't take her with you, will you compromise after a while, and then find a lover, get married and have children, and be happy.
"Auntie."
"Um?"
Huarong was stunned for a few seconds, and almost didn't recover.
Lin Huan raised a pale smile, forced a smile, "What's Auntie thinking? Huan'er called Auntie, and Auntie couldn't hear her."
Huarong smiled, concealing what she was thinking just now, "It's nothing, it's just some trivial things. What did Huan'er want to say to Auntie just now?"
Lin Huan didn't hesitate, and raised the white jade bracelet in his hand, "Auntie, does it look good?"
"It's beautiful." Huarong looked casually, "It's a nice piece of white jade, Huan'er likes it? Auntie gave it to Huaner, okay?"
Lin Huan had no excuses, and happily accepted, "Thank you, auntie."
Huarong smiled, and seeing Lin Huan's happy face, she immediately asked, "Which one does Huan'er like more? Auntie gave it to Huaner." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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