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Ji Yunhuan thought about the ridiculous things he had done and wished he could go back and give himself a slap in the face!

No matter what mistakes she made, her mother never blamed her, but she kept hurting her mother's heart.

"Mother~" Ji Yunhuan hugged his mother's arm, rested his head on her shoulder, and said seriously: "In the past, my daughter was blind and had to live and die for a man who was always busy. Now I have figured it out. There is a good man in the world. Why hang yourself from a crooked-necked tree when there are plenty!”

"Don't worry, mother, I really don't like the prince anymore, otherwise I wouldn't hit him, and I will never do stupid things again."

Zhuo Wei was so happy that she used 20% of the caravan's profits to get her daughter back. She felt that the deal was worth it!

"Okay, okay! Good fight! As long as Huan'er can figure it out, we can't afford to offend the emperor, heaven and nobles. Besides, our family can control whoever you want to marry. Go home now and tell your father that you are safe and sound. An, let’s celebrate as a family tonight!”

Ji Yunhuan glanced at Xizi who was lying on the soft cushion. If his mother knew that she abandoned the prince and fell in love with the emperor, she didn't know how she would feel.

That’s all, let’s let my mother be happy first.

"Meow meow~~" Xizi suddenly shouted excitedly and rushed out of the carriage with a whoosh.

"The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple is here." Ji Yunhuan opened the curtain and jumped out first.

Zhuo Wei also got off the carriage and said in surprise: "Master Xuan'an is really here. It's strange. You haven't seen the master, how do you know he is the abbot?"

Of course Ji Yunhuan didn't know the master, but the emperor did. At this time, Xizi was meowing around Master Xuan'an, telling him his painful experience, hoping that Master Xuan'an could change him back.

Ji Yunhuan said casually: "I guess, except the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, who is qualified to give you this God of Wealth? I thought the abbot was an old monk in his seventies, but I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome. It is a pity to join Buddhism. "

Zhuo Wei patted her daughter's arm and feigned anger: "Buddhism is an important place, don't talk nonsense, be careful of the Buddha's blame."

Ji Yunhuan was used to being public and did not believe in any gods or Buddhas. However, after resurrecting her life, she did believe in the will of God.

It's a pity that there are too many suffering people in the world. Everyone asks Buddha to bless them. How can Buddha control them?

Zhuo Wei clasped her hands at Master Xuan'an and said, "Excuse me, Master. Master is profound in Buddhism and has traveled far and wide. Today's conversation has benefited a lot. Tomorrow I will send someone to rebuild the Sutra Pavilion. I will not allow the classics to be lost." damage."

Master Xuan'an is dressed in white robes and a red cassock, with sandalwood lingering around his body. He has clear eyebrows and a look of compassion on his face.

"I would like to express my gratitude here to you. The benefactor has great merits and deeds. He will definitely have great opportunities in the future and will be famous for a lifetime."

Zhuo Wei was naturally overjoyed. In addition to the Sutra Pavilion, she also planned to renovate other temples.

Ji Yunhuan didn't believe a word of it. The monk was just trying to get his mother to donate more money, so he just said nice things.

My mother did good deeds in her previous life, but ended up dying of illness on the road to exile, and no one even took care of her bones.

Ji Yunhuan waved to Xizi and said angrily: "Xizi is back, stop screaming. He can't help you, and Buddha can't save you. Come back with me."

Zhuo Wei glanced at her daughter with disapproval, but had no choice but to secretly decide to donate more sesame oil money to offset her daughter's disrespect for the Buddha.

Xuan'an was not angry either. He recited the Buddha's name and bowed to Xizi, "The poor monk is incompetent and cannot really help the donor. It is not easy to spy on the secrets of heaven, and it is even more difficult to change one's destiny against the will of heaven. Please, please Go back."

Long Lin knew that Xuan An recognized him, and he was a little anxious. If Xuan An couldn't help him, then when would he be able to regain his body?

Does he really want to be a cat for the rest of his life? He could only watch Ji Yunhuan being bullied, and he couldn't do anything.

Ji Yunhuan said that he would not save him, but when he was really in danger, Ji Yunhuan's first thought was to save his life.

Long Lin desperately wants to become a human, no matter what the cost, he wants to become a human!

"I'm offended." Xuan'an picked up Xizi at his feet and put it in Ji Yunhuan's hands, "Amitabha, the poor monk actually came here for Ji's benefactor. The benefactor had a great opportunity, so he took advantage of the situation and put it to death to survive. It's so kind. So good!"

Xizi was still meowing, but Xuanan ignored him, bowed to the man and the cat, and turned around to leave.

When Zhuo Wei heard these specious words, she felt quite worried. She wanted to chase after him and ask for details, but was held back by her daughter.

"Mom, leave him alone. He just wants to trick you into donating more money for sesame oil. Let's go back. I'm hungry!"

The two of them got into the carriage together. Ji Yunhuan held her neck and cried out in pain. Soon her mother's attention turned to her wound.

The so-called "big opportunities" should refer to the "treasures" she can use. It seems that this monk Xuan'an still has some abilities.

The future may be dangerous, but there is always a glimmer of hope. If she can save the emperor, she doesn't believe she can't save the Prime Minister's Mansion!

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After returning home, Xizi has been listless.

Master Xuan'an's words made him feel very uneasy. Maybe he was supposed to die, but Ji Yunhuan saved him, so he survived.

What about Ji Yunhuan? What will happen to her? What consequences will she bear? Will she die?

Long Lin was so flustered that if he had to exchange one life for another, he would rather die on a rainy night.

Ji Yunhuan thought that Master Xuan'an was talking nonsense, but he knew the master's skills. Without the guidance of the master, he would not be able to ascend the throne.

What should he do to protect her?

Ji Yunhuan came back from dinner with her family. She was no longer obsessed with Long Haochang. Her father, mother, and eldest and second brothers were all very happy. She also drank a few glasses of wine and felt dizzy.

Seeing Xizi lying on the bluestone in the yard, Ji Yunhuan reached out and took the soft Xizi into his arms and kissed her hard.

"Xiko is so good. She also knows how to reward the master with a kiss when she comes back!"

Xizi took the initiative to greet him and pressed his furry face against Ji Yunhuan's face, with tears glistening in his clear blue eyes.

"Ji Yunhuan, you must not die. Just wait. When I regain my identity, I will make you the Princess Protector. I will give you whatever you want, let alone beating the prince. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I’ll carry it for you too!”

Ji Yunhuan was so drunk that she didn't use the "cat language translator". She just felt that Xizi was extra clingy today. Not only did she scream very sweetly, but she also took the initiative to throw herself into her arms.

Qiaoyue came out of the house and helped the drunken lady take a bath and change clothes.

Xizi rubbed slowly on a piece of white cotton cloth. He was not a cat, he couldn't lick his fur, and he couldn't bathe every day, so he had to rely on cotton cloth to clean his body.

After Ji Yunhuan returned to the room, he found that Xizi was not in the cradle. There was a small bulge on the bed, with a furry white head sticking out of it.

"Meow~~"