Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

In Hangzhou, the spring breeze is warm, catkins are flying, the ancient trees in Lingyin Temple are towering, and the bells are melodious. Yi Ya, wearing elegant clothes, has been meditating and worshiping Buddha here for several days. Her face is calm, but there is a subtle deep meaning in her eyes.

It turned out that all this was a "fog" carefully planned by her and Yinzhen.

A few days ago, in order to avoid excessive disturbance of the southern tour team, Yinzhen secretly arranged a false "worshiping Buddha" event, and Yuanbao, the clever little eunuch, skillfully spread the news, making everyone think that Yinzhen was praying devoutly in Lingyin Temple.

When Yi Ya learned of the plan, she joined in without hesitation. She used her own identity as a cover to make the drama more realistic.

At the same time, Kangxi had also learned about Yinzhen and Yi Ya's plan from Li Dequan's secret report. He sat in the imperial study, with the spring scenery of the garden outside the window, playing with a jade pendant in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Li Dequan," Kangxi put down the jade pendant and looked at Li Dequan beside him gently, "Do you think Yi Ya is becoming more and more like her father?"

Upon hearing this, Li Dequan bowed and smiled, "Your Majesty is right. The Fourth Lady is not only virtuous, but also wise and courageous. She is a match made in heaven for the Fourth Master. The Fourth Master is even better than his father. He has inherited the Majesty's intelligence and wisdom, and is thorough in his actions."

Upon hearing this, Kangxi smiled even more deeply. He gently pointed at Li Dequan but said nothing. His eyes showed both pride in his children and recognition of Li Dequan's loyalty.

After a moment, Kangxi stopped smiling and said seriously, "According to the time, Yinzhen's work should be done. We can't delay any longer, it's time to set off back to Beijing."

Li Dequan immediately accepted the order: "Yes, Your Majesty. I will make arrangements right away. Choose an auspicious day so that we can return to the capital in style."

After saying this, Li Dequan turned around and left, secretly admiring the tacit understanding and wisdom between Yinzhen and Yi Ya. At the same time, he was also proud to be able to follow such a wise and powerful monarch.

In the Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou City, Yi Ya felt a warm feeling in her heart when she learned that Kangxi was about to return to Beijing.

She knew that her and Yinzhen's "Buddha worship" plan not only successfully avoided the disturbances of the outside world, but also allowed Kangxi to see their growth and wisdom. She gently closed the sutra in her hand and silently said in her heart: "May this journey go smoothly, and when we return, we will all be better versions of ourselves."

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In the gentle morning light of Lingyin Temple, Yi Ya began her daily spiritual journey. She was dressed in a simple Zen robe, like a lily just blooming in the mountains, with light steps, without a trace of worldly noise, she slowly stepped into the quiet and solemn courtyard of the temple.

In the courtyard, early-rising monks are busy at work; their shadows lengthen in the morning light and blend into the surrounding scenery.

The fallen leaves were gently swept up, making a rustling sound, which echoed with the gurgling sound of the pond in the distance, forming a harmonious morning melody.

By the pond, several water lilies are quietly blooming, alternating between pink and white, like shy girls. They look even more beautiful and elegant in the morning light. The whole scene is like a beautiful painting, making people feel as if they are in a paradise on earth.

Yi Ya took a deep breath. The fresh air seemed to cleanse the dust from her soul, making every cell in her body immersed in this tranquility.

She closed her eyes, letting her mind gradually calm down with the tranquility. All her worries and troubles disappeared at this moment.

Afterwards, Yi Ya entered the Great Hall. The light in the hall was soft, and the Buddha statues enshrined in the morning light looked more solemn and compassionate, as if they could see through everything in the world and give people infinite comfort and strength.

She knelt on the soft mat, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and concentrated, silently praying for her family and expressing gratitude to all things in the world.

As the sound of chanting rang out in the hall, the low and long voice was like the sound of nature, penetrating her heart and making her feel a warm and firm power flowing through her body, dispelling all her fatigue and distracting thoughts.

After worshipping the Buddha, Yi Ya was not in a hurry to leave this pure land. She slowly stood up and walked into the temple's library. The library was dimly lit, but filled with an ancient and solemn atmosphere.

The bookshelf is filled with various scriptures and ancient books, each of which carries the wisdom and philosophy of the predecessors.

Yi Ya wandered in front of the bookshelf for a while, and finally chose a scripture that looked very old. She gently turned the pages, and her fingertips rubbed the slightly rough paper, as if she could feel the traces of time.

The wisdom and philosophy revealed between the lines nourished her heart like sweet spring water, making her indulge in it and forget the troubles and noise of the world. She sometimes lowered her head in thought, and sometimes nodded gently, as if she was having a dialogue across time and space with the ancients.

During this quiet time, Yiya felt unprecedented peace and satisfaction. She understood that this was not only a pursuit of knowledge, but also a baptism and sublimation of the soul.

She was grateful for the peace and wisdom that Lingyin Temple had given her, and was also grateful that she could find a piece of pure land that belonged to her in this troubled world.

As the afterglow of the setting sun filled the courtyard, Yi Ya gently closed the sutra, her face filled with a satisfied and peaceful smile. She knew that no matter how tortuous the future road was, as long as there was light, love and faith in her heart, she could move forward bravely without fear of wind and rain.

The time she spent at Lingyin Temple will become a precious memory in her life and will be forever engraved in her heart.