Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Shang's mother was also extremely worried, "Your father is right. When you go there, you have to follow the rules there. It's impossible for your parents to be around to take care of you. What should we do if something happens to you?"

Shang Xu coughed a few times with a handkerchief, his voice was desolate and a little self-deprecating, "My body is not getting better after all these years. No matter how many precious medicinal materials are used, what's the use."

The two elders felt very sad. She was their beloved daughter, but because of her weak body, she could not do many things. They also felt guilty for giving her this body.

"Don't say those depressing words, we have a long life." As the saying goes, a man will not shed tears easily. Father Shang couldn't help but his eyes turned red. "Our family has a lot of wealth, are we still afraid that we can't cure you?"\ u0027

"Go to Zenshan Temple. Dad will donate twenty years of incense to it so that it can protect you."

After seeing the second elder relenting, Shang Xu's eyes darkened, "Daddy, please have a chat with that little master Yuan He. My daughter wants to leave with him tomorrow."

……

"Donor Shang, what you said..." Yuanhe heard his words and wanted to refuse, but before he could finish his words, Shang's father knelt down and kowtowed, "Master Yuanhe, although my daughter is awake now, her body is still weak. It’s better than one day.”

"My husband and I were really desperate, so we decided to let her go to Zenshan Temple to recuperate for a year. She would definitely not cause any trouble to Zenshan Temple."

Logically speaking, Zenshan Temple is not allowed to allow female benefactors to live there. It is okay to stay for one or two nights, but there are indeed rules that do not allow them to stay for one year.

Yuanhe helped him sit down and said softly: "Donor Shang, there are many rules in the temple. Even if Miss Shang is gone, she may not be able to bear it."

Father Shang sighed, "I know everything you said, but now I am hanging on to her life with medicinal herbs. I'm afraid she will leave us one day. Master Yuanhe, please help us."

"If you don't help us, I really can't think of any other way to cure my little girl's health."

After all, Yuan He was not a hard-hearted person. Even if he felt a little uneasy in his heart, he suppressed it without a trace. "It's okay to agree, but I have to make a letter with Donor Shang. If Miss Shang gets into trouble due to her own reasons, Donor Shang will Zenshan Temple shall not be held responsible.”

When Father Shang heard this, he no longer had a heavy face, and his face slowly became filled with joy, "Thank you, Master Yuanhe. I will go back and set up a written document and send it to you early tomorrow morning."

As expected, he hurriedly sent the documents early the next morning, fearing that Yuanhe would leave early, "Master Yuanhe, look at what's missing, and I'll make up for it."

Yuan He's eyes fell on the twenty-year-old incense, and he pointed at it, "Donor Shang, you don't need this and the twenty-year-old incense."

Father Shang shook his head, "That's not possible, I have to give it. Don't worry, my family is very rich, and this little money is just a small thing. If the little girl really gets better, I am willing to donate it for another twenty years."

Yuan He didn't feel much after hearing this. If he had been the abbot, he would have secretly calculated how long the twenty years of incense could last their temple.

After trying to persuade him several times, Shang's father insisted on donating the incense for twenty years. Knowing that he could not persuade him, Yuan He said no more.

Not long after Shang's father left, a slender figure appeared in his sight, wearing a moon-white cloak and walking slowly towards him. His hair was tied behind him with only a white ribbon, and he didn't know when it fell on his forehead. A few long hair came out, and the breeze at this time was just right, gently blowing it, and then slowly falling beside the pale cheeks...

Dressed very gently, even his smile was gentle, "Little Master Yuanhe."

Yuan He calmly looked away from her, "Donor Shang, are you looking for something from Yuan He?"

Shang Xu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed several times. She often spoke very softly, as if she could feel that the person was gone the next second.

"I heard that my father is going to send me to Zenshan Temple to cultivate my body, but I don't know the monks there. I only know the young master. If I have an emergency and encounter trouble, can I come to you?"

"I am a weak woman who is alone and helpless in the temple. The first person I think of is you. There is no other way. If the young master is not willing, I will not force it."

Yuan He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, because they only said they would come to him if there was an emergency or trouble, and they put themselves in a weak position. After thinking silently for a moment, he nodded, "If the donor encounters trouble, he can come to Xiao Monk." .”

Shang Xu approached him, but not too close to him. There was still about five fists away. He knew that his identity in this world must enter his heart bit by bit. Going too far would be counterproductive.

"Little Master Yuanhe, I haven't been out of the house much since I was a child. Can you tell me the rules in the temple? I'm afraid that I have violated the rules without knowing it."

Yuanhe didn't expect that she would take the initiative to ask for information about the rules in the temple. Originally, he planned to tell her first on the way, but now that she asked, he could tell her first.

"First: Killing is prohibited in the temple."

"Second: Meat and meat are prohibited in the temple. Wine and meat are not allowed. This rule is a big taboo."

"Third: Don't be disrespectful to Buddha statues."

"Fourth: Don't touch the monks in the temple." He paused, looked at Shang Xu and continued, "After all, the donor is a girl, it is inevitable..." He did not say the next words.

Shang Xu: "..." My husband was worried that she would attack others, but she only attacked him. This rule was broken in the end.

Afterwards, Yuan He told a bunch of rules of Zenshan Temple. After listening, Shang Xu covered his mouth and coughed, "Thank you, little master, for telling me. I will remember these rules and not cause any trouble to you."

Yuanhe reached out and touched the temperature of the teapot. It was still hot. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Drink some tea first. Don't make it hot. You may feel better after drinking it."

Shang Xu took the tea from his hand and said, "Thank you, little master."

Yuan He didn't say anything, he just looked at her quietly for a few seconds and then looked away to open the door. The weather today was good, neither cold nor hot, and it was better for her health.

"Little Master." Shang Xu put the cup on the table, "I'll go back and pack my clothes first."

After she returned to her room, her personal maid Lanzhi was packing up the bags she had packed last night. There were quite a lot of large and small bags.

Lanzhi was a servant sent by Father Shang to follow her. She could not bring more people with her. After all, it was not her own home. She could only send servants they trusted to accompany her.

Seeing Shang Xu who had been standing by the door, she said anxiously and worriedly: "Miss, please don't stand all the time. Although the weather is nice today, you are not in good health. What should you do if you catch a cold?"

Shang Xu shook his head and said quietly: "It's okay, I have a sense of discretion."

Lan Zhi scratched her head and said, "Okay, then you must come in when you feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah." Shang Xu's gaze stayed in the direction where Yuan He lived, slowly twirling his fingertips, and suddenly chuckled, how could he be so cute even if he turned into a little monk.