Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

The ancient dungeon was dark and damp, with a smell of decay and dampness in the air.

The walls were covered with water drops, which made a dripping sound. In the center of the dungeon, a thick iron chain locked Pei Yanli tightly.

His somewhat thin back, projected by the dim torch against the cold wall, looked particularly lonely and helpless.

In the corner of the dungeon, a Taoist priest dressed in green was dancing and muttering to himself, as if he was performing some mysterious ritual.

Behind him, a dark shadow was wriggling constantly, occasionally making a hissing sound, which made people shudder.

The Taoist's hands were shaking as he kept waving the peach wood sword in the air. The jumping flames from the tip of the sword reflected on his face, making it look distorted and terrifying.

As the Taoist's movements became more and more intense, the atmosphere in the dungeon became more eerie.

Pei Yanli closed his eyes tightly, his head trembling slightly, as if he was experiencing some unspeakable pain.

The sound of the iron chains hitting the ground, the Taoist's incantation, and the roar of the black shadow intertwined together to form a strange melody.

Suddenly, the Taoist's movements stopped abruptly. He swung the peach wood sword in his hand violently, and a golden light flew out from the tip of the sword and went straight to the imprisoned Pei Yanli.

Pei Yanli struggled in pain, but the golden light seemed to have life, tightly wrapping around him and preventing him from escaping.

The atmosphere in the dungeon began to slowly calm down. The Taoist priest put away his peach wood sword and began to chant a new spell.

The expression on Pei Yanli's face gradually became calm, as if he had accepted this irresistible fate.

Then, everything returned to calm. There was no other sound in the dungeon except the occasional dripping of water and Pei Yanli's slight breathing.

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The carriage moved forward along the winding mountain road. Outside the window were mountains surrounding us, like a green screen, fresh and timeless.

Pei Jinan's face was cold and gentle as he turned his head and looked at Lin Tingwan steadily. His voice was extremely gentle. He seemed to be enjoying this rare private time, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Lin Tingwan beside him was attracted by the beautiful scenery and forgot the troubles of the bustling world. Her eyes moved with a fresh and unworldly temperament. She was wearing a light blue dress, like a fairy in a dream, floating in front of her.

Pei Jinan stretched out his hands and gently placed them on the woman's hands, slightly clenching them as if to convey warmth. A sweet look appeared on Lin Tingwan's face, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower, breathtakingly beautiful.

The conversation between the two became particularly gentle and poetic in this peaceful environment. Along the way, the two were enjoying the leisurely and beautiful time.

Finally, the carriage arrived at its destination. Pei Jinan got off gracefully, walked to Lin Tingwan's side, and helped her get off the carriage. They walked hand in hand through the temple together.

"Are you exhausted after the long journey?" Pei Yanli said softly, with a loving look in his eyes.

"No." Lin Tingwan responded, "But why do you have to come to Qingtai Temple to ask for a peace amulet today?"

"This is the rule. Bringing it back when you return home will show your sincerity."

Lin Tingwan was right. They didn't have to run so far, but Pei Jinan didn't want to let Lin Tingwan down even in the slightest, so he brought her here.

There was love in their eyes, as if no one in the world could take away their good times.

The scene before our eyes is like a beautiful conclusion, drawing two hearts together and guarding this invaluable emotion.

The temple is located on the mountainside. It is antique, with flying eaves and corners and a rigorous layout.

The whole temple seems unusually quiet, as if forgotten by time, yet exudes a deep spirituality. In front of the main hall there is a plaque with golden characters, which read "Qingtai Temple". The characters are vigorous and powerful, and can be clearly seen after many years.

The courtyard was shaded by green trees, and the bluestone steps were covered with moss, as if the world no longer existed. In the temple's Zen room, there was silence, with only the breeze and the rustling of leaves, and bursts of Buddhist chants.

Pei Jinan and Lin Ting walked into the temple hand in hand. Their simple and quiet clothes blended perfectly with this peaceful temple. The couple put their hands together and prayed to the Buddha statue, and then asked the monk for a peace amulet.

Pei Jinan, holding a peace amulet in his hand, took Lin Tingwan to the depths of the temple, praying for good weather and family harmony.

Abbot Tianquan stood outside the mountain gate, his eyes calm and deep. He looked at the two quietly, without any surprise on his face. Instead, he sighed and said, "What was supposed to come has finally come."

Abbot Tianquan raised his lips to a kind smile. He knew that they were pursuing happiness.

Their figures gradually approached, and Abbot Tianquan finally saw the appearance of the young couple clearly.

There was doting in Pei Jinan's eyes, and Lin Tingwan's face was filled with happiness.

They ran all the way, seemingly ignoring the scenery around them.

Abbot Tianquan nodded slightly, having already anticipated their appearance.

Abbot Tianquan bowed to the two of them and said, "I greet the King of Zhenbei and the Queen of Zhenbei."

Pei Jinan looked at him with a complicated expression and asked, "The abbot said he has something to give me, what is it?"

Lin Tingwan looked at the two of them in surprise. Pei Jinan had never told her about this, so she thought they just came to ask for a talisman, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

Abbot Tianquan said calmly, "Naturally."

As he spoke, he handed Pei Jinan a brocade bag, "Everything you want to say to the King of Zhenbei is in it. Please open it after you come down the mountain, and give me some respect."

After saying this, Abbot Tianquan turned around and walked towards the depths of the mountain gate without waiting for the two to react.

He knew that some things happened and there was nothing that could be done about it.

Lin Tingwan turned around and looked at Pei Jinan in confusion, "What's going on?"

Pei Jinan slowly spoke, "It was about me being poisoned before. Abbot Tianquan felt bad and said he had something to give me."

Pei Jinan waved his hand and signaled Lin Tingwan, "Didn't you just give me this treasure bag?"

Pei Jinan's face was extremely serious after saying this. "Let's go down first. Since Abbot Tianquan said to go down the mountain and take a look, let's go down the mountain and take a look."

Pei Jinan had no bad impression of Abbot Tianquan.

Qingtai Temple has never been involved in the struggles within the palace, and Abbot Tianquan is even more so.

Pei Jinan knew that Abbot Tianquan was not such a person. There must be some kind of deal between the Queen and her, otherwise it would not be like this.

Pei Jinan said slowly, "Yangyang, slow down."

Lin Tingwan couldn't help but slow down his movements and followed Pei Jinan obediently.

Pei Jinan just followed Lin Tingwan quietly, seeming a little silent.