After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

But the man in green shirt flashed by and followed the crowd to the south. Cheng Songan's breathing stagnated - the bamboo jade pendant that man was wearing was a complete pair with the one in her hand, and she couldn't help but chase after him instinctively.

The crowd was surging, and everywhere there were people wearing masks, singing and dancing to welcome the Three Emperors and Medicine King Bodhisattva. Cheng Songan followed the man in the green shirt, floating up and down in the crowd for several times, and finally stopped at Fuchengmen Street, and the man could no longer be seen.

Cheng Songan looked back at the surging crowd coming over, and it seemed that what she had just seen was just an illusion. She smiled bitterly and shook her head.

But the next moment, she felt a chill on her neck, a long sword rested on her shoulder, and the voice of the person behind her seemed extremely clean and clear in the mid-autumn night: "Why are you following me?"

Cheng Songan stood still as if struck by lightning. She wanted to open her mouth but her throat felt dry. She could only turn around slowly.

The man had a tall and straight figure, wore a bronze mask, and his clothes were the most ordinary blue coarse cloth, but it still couldn't hide his independent and chivalrous demeanor.

When she didn't answer, he spoke again: "Why are you following me?"

Cheng Songan looked at him and couldn't help but reach out his hand, wanting to remove the mask to see if his face looked the same as before.

The man was a little surprised and took a step back, pointing the tip of the sword at her forehead.

With a "dagger" sound, a dagger was thrown over, making a crisp sound, but the sword only made a sound and did not move at all.

Li Wenbin leaped up, pulled Cheng Songan back, stood in front of the sword and said, "Sir, please show mercy. She doesn't know martial arts."

The man's eyes were cold and he was unmoved.

Cheng Songan asked Li Wenbin to step aside, then stepped forward and asked the man, "Have you ever been to Yizhou? Do you still remember the Cheng family and the Lu family in Yizhou?"

Upon hearing this, the man swung his sword and put it behind his back, and said in a clear and slightly cool voice: "Who are you?"

Cheng Songan froze in place, decades of memory fragments bursting through time. When he saw him for the first time, he also asked, "Who are you?"

However, he was carefree and uninhibited at that time, not as alert as he is today.

Cheng Songan slowly took off his mask, slowly raised his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you still remember the girl from the Cheng family who beat you that year?"

The man seemed stunned, his eyes swept across her face. The wild and fierce girl back then had grown into this dignified and quiet girl.

He tilted his head and hummed lightly.

He remembered her. Cheng Songan put on his mask again, tried his best to control his emotions, and asked, "You, got married, right?"

He hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

Cheng Songan originally thought that she would feel disappointed when she heard him say this in person, but when she really heard it, she felt relieved. She tried to make her words calmer and more casual, but she still couldn't help but tremble a little: "Your wife, how is she? You and her, you and her..."

I said "you and her" twice, but in the end I still couldn't ask the question.

Instead, he nodded and said, "My wife is very beautiful and quirky. I fell in love with her at first sight since I was a child."

He is married and in love with his wife. Isn't this what she had hoped for? She hopes everything will be fine for him.

Cheng Songan smiled, but fortunately he was wearing a mask so that he couldn't tell that he was crying with joy.

The two of them were speechless for a long time.

He said, "Miss Cheng, I hope you are well. However, I cannot stay here for long. Let's say goodbye now."

Before he could finish his words, the man was already two meters away.

Cheng Songan staggered after him for two steps and asked in a low voice: "Can I take off your mask and take a look?"

The man stopped with his back to her, raised his left hand, adjusted the mask upwards, and then slowly turned around.

As if to avoid suspicion for his wife, his eyes were always on her side, never meeting her gaze for a moment. But Cheng Songan had already seen his appearance. Although they did not look alike, the moment he stood there, he reminded people of Cui Yuanqing for no reason.

Unfortunately, the former carefree and unrestrained attitude is no longer there, and there is no longer the wildness of "I walked on the snow to the top of the mountain".

"Goodbye!" He put down the mask, tapped his feet, leaped a few times, and disappeared into the crowd again.

Li Wenbin bowed his head and said, "Girl, go back."

Cheng Songan waited until he disappeared before taking a deep breath and saying, "Let's go."

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Qingshan standing not far away with his arms crossed. He stood there for an unknown amount of time before he raised his eyebrows. "It seems like you don't need to ask me anything more."

Cheng Songan forced a smile: "No need, I already know what I want to know."

Lu Qingshan stood up, walked over, stretched his neck and got close to her: "Cheng Yundai, you are crying."

Cheng Songan adjusted the raccoon mask on his face and ignored him.

Lu Qingshan smiled and said with interest, "Now that you are out, why not go and pay your respects to Medicine King Bodhisattva? You don't look like you will live a long life."

Cheng Songan's brows moved slightly. She did not live very long in her previous life. It seemed that she really had to pay homage to Medicine King Bodhisattva.

The three of them were all dressed in men's clothing, so they were not conspicuous as they walked back. Soon they arrived at the place where the Three Emperors and Medicine King Bodhisattva were enshrined on the Nine Gates Tower.

Countless people gathered below to pay homage. They listened to the abbot of Baoguo Temple chanting the three wishes of Medicine King Bodhisattva: "When I obtain the pure power of Bodhi, although I have not yet become a Buddha, if there are sentient beings who hear my name, I wish to eliminate the three kinds of suffering of sentient beings. One is the 440 diseases in the bodies of sentient beings. Just chant my name and they will be cured. Second, I wish to never suffer from wrong views, ignorance, and the sufferings of the evil paths. When I become a Buddha, all sentient beings born in my country will understand the equal Mahayana and there will be no other paths. Third, there are three evil paths in Jambuvipa and other places. Those who hear my name will never be born in the three evil paths. If they fall into the evil paths, I will never attain Anuttara Samyaksambodhi."

"If there are those who worship and contemplate my body, may they eliminate the three obstructions, like pure glass reflecting light inside and out. It is the same when seeing the Buddha's physical body. If there are those who see the Buddha's pure physical body, may they never lose their equality and wisdom."

After the recitation, everyone knelt down to express their gratitude.

After that, the respected wizards would perform the exorcism dance, using sticks, swords, holding torches high, with great momentum.

Lu Qingshan smiled at Cheng Songan and said, "We went to Puzhao Temple when we were young. Do you remember skipping it?"

How could Cheng Songan forget it? He just didn't dare to think back to those old times. This scene was just like when he was in Puzhao Temple.

Lu Qingshan pulled her into the formation. Because they were wearing masks, no one could recognize each other, and they all started dancing together.

The two of them only danced twice and found the tacit understanding they had in the past. One danced with a sword and the other held a stick, complementing each other. Cheng Songan hadn't been so happy in a long time, and he became more and more forgetful. He joined hands with Lu Qingshan and stepped onto the high platform. The sword and the long stick danced tightly, forming a sword formation, and everyone cheered and supported them.

Amid the cheers, Cheng Songan's eyes went dark and she bumped into a hard chest. Even though she was wearing a mask, she wanted to run away after just one look - Cui Yuanqing jumped up with a sword in his hand.