I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

She clasped her hands together and bowed slightly towards Liu Yueru.

Liu Yueru said to the servants beside her, "You go first, I'll come later."

Lixia left with Liu Yueru, and the rest of the people followed the nuns from Lingyin Temple to the guest rooms.

Liu Yueru bowed to the person in front of her.

Xie Anlan was the first to raise his hand to stop him, and said to Liu Yueru, "Don't be so polite, benefactor."

"Mrs. Song, we have been asking about your whereabouts. How did you..."

Liu Yueru looked at her hesitantly, wanting to say something.

Xie Anlan smiled calmly, "I have nothing to worry about in this life."

Liu Yueru looked at her meditation clothes, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

In the past, Liu Yueru would never have thought that a willful, arrogant and condescending princess would eventually choose to enter Buddhism.

But, this is indeed a good choice for Xie Anlan.

Xie Anlan's expression has always been indifferent, neither happy, sad, nor angry.

She raised her eyes to look at Liu Yueru and asked, "Are you here for Jin'er's matter?"

Liu Yueru did not shy away from answering, and said frankly, "Yes, today is the seventh day after Jin Ge'er's death. I want to personally recite sutras, pray for him, and light candles for him."

"He passed away peacefully. Madam Liu, thank you for giving Jin Ge'er a chance to redeem his soul in the end." Xie Anlan's eyes flashed slightly when he mentioned Jin Ge'er.

Her eyes touched Liu Yueru, and then she spoke, "Brother Jin often told me how good Madam Liu was. You taught him a lot. No matter how naughty he was in the past, he was able to turn back in his last days. It was all because of your teachings."

Liu Yueru lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Xie Anlan took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Liu Yueru. "This is what Jin Ge'er wrote to you not long ago. I wanted to burn it, but I decided to keep it."

Liu Yueru took the thing doubtfully.

Xie Anlan's voice came to my ears again; "It was Jin Ge'er who gave me the courage to live in this world. From now on, I will worship Buddha and recite scriptures for him in Lingyin Temple. Madam Liu doesn't have to worry about Jin Ge'er having a bad life."

Liu Yueru looked at the yellowed and slightly wrinkled letter in her hand, and thought that Jin Ge'er must have rubbed the letter in his hands many times.

"I'm leaving." Xie Anlan clasped her hands together.

Soon he disappeared from Liu Yueru's sight.

Lixia looked at the letter in Liu Yueru's hand and asked in confusion, "Master Jin, if you had anything to say, why didn't you tell your wife in person, but wrote these letters instead?"

Liu Yueru looked at the small fingerprint mark on the corner of the letter, which was shiny yellow. She wondered how long Jin Ge'er had been staring at the letter.

"Let's go." Liu Yueru said in a gentle voice.

Liu Yueru did not go back to the guest room, but went directly to the main hall of the temple.

When she went in, a monk had already lit the incense stick and handed it to Liu Yueru.

Liu Yueru took the incense stick from the other person's hand and bowed three times to the Buddha statue on it. The monk stepped forward and took the incense stick.

Then insert it into the incense burner.

The other party led Liu Yueru to the side of the hall, and went up the stairs on the side to the second floor.

It was a large mourning hall.

There are various tablets placed inside.

There are the souls of heroes who died in battle, children who died young, children from wealthy families, husbands of affectionate women, and the tablets of parents.

But those who can be here are all loved by their families. They hope that in this way, the lives of the deceased over there can be better and their souls can be liberated.

Liu Yueru walked towards the mourning hall and saw Jin'er's tablet among the many tablets.

The monk motioned Liu Yueru to sit on the cushion beside her.

The side door behind him was pushed open from the outside.

A group of monks appeared, each sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

Soon, they opened their lips and began to recite scriptures.

The endless chanting sound beside her ears made Liu Yueru feel relaxed physically and mentally, and her tense nerves were soothed.

When coming out of the mourning hall, Mother Yan was standing guard at the door.

When he saw Liu Yueru, he immediately stepped forward and put a cloak on her.

Mother Yan kindly tied Liu Yueru's cloak. "My dear, it's windy outside."

Liu Yueru nodded slightly.

As Mother Yan returned to the guest room, it was almost time for vegetarian dinner.

Bailu came back from outside with food.

Put the food on the dining table at the side.

At this time, Yan Ge'er also came to Liu Yueru from the guest room on the side.

The servant behind him brought the tray and put the food away.

After Yan Ge'er bowed to Liu Yueru, he sat beside her.

Only then did Liu Yueru take out the letter Xie Anlan had just given her, opened the yellowed letter, and found a thick stack of rice paper inside.

Liu Yueru took out a part of it and gave it to Yan Ge'er.

"What is this?" Yan Ge'er asked with some confusion.

"Princess Anlan just brought back the things that Jin'er wrote before he died," Liu Yueru explained.

Her eyes swept across the rice paper.

Pupils constricted.

The handwriting of Jin Ge'er on the rice paper is very similar to my own.

The handwriting is neat and elegant, with good control of strength, yet it is not much different from my own.

He Lijing'er's handwriting was still crooked. Liu Yueru didn't know how hard he worked or how long he practiced to achieve such rapid improvement in such a short time.

Liu Yueru looked through the contents of the letter and her nose suddenly felt sore.

"Mother, the child is wrong."

"Mother, I miss you."

"Mother, there are a lot of bad rumors about you out there, are you okay?"

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

"Mother, please forgive me."

"Mother has gained some weight on her face, and she looks healthier than when she was in the Marquis' Mansion."

"Mother, don't you hate me anymore? You sent me lots of food."

"Mother is ill. I cannot enter the Liu Mansion and stay by her side to take care of you."

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

"Mother has not paid much attention to me lately. I don't know what Jin'er has done wrong."

"Many refugees came to Kyoto, but the children were helpless and could not help their mothers..."

"I have to see my mother tomorrow. I can't sleep."

Liu Yueru's hand holding the letter trembled slightly.

Tears couldn't stop flowing down.

I opened my mouth but no sound came out.

"Madam." Mother Yan took a step forward and called out with concern.

Yan Ge'er took the things from Liu Yueru's hands, and looking at the contents on them, his mood became heavier.

He put the letter away and put it back into the envelope intact.

Then he held Liu Yueru's hand and said, "Mother, Brother Jin Ge'er has passed away. You must take good care of yourself."

"I believe Brother Jin'er doesn't want to see you like this."

Liu Yueru took a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Time flies. If life could only be like the first time we met, I hope he would have a good place in the next life, with loving parents, upright people, and be treated well, and no longer suffer in this life."