Tragic death on wedding night, replacement doctor concubine reborn to kill the whole family

Master Changkong looked at Rong Xun, smiled calmly, and personally poured Rong Xun a cup of tea, "Try it."

Rong Xun nodded in thanks, picked up the teacup and took a sip. It tasted slightly bitter at first, but turned sweet after a while.

"The natural laws that people follow, all things in the world operate according to them, but they are often not recognized by people. It is auspicious to be content, and auspicious even more auspicious." Master Changkong looked at Rong Xun, "Donor, your brows are furrowed, but do you have any doubts?"

Rong Xun smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid even the master can't solve my confusion." Is it possible for a human to endure this backlash?

Life is better than death.

But I can't bear to die.

Every day feels like being in an ice cellar, freezing cold.

Master Changkong smiled.

Rong Xun looked at Master Changkong and said, "Sorry to bother you so late at night. Please persuade His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to give up looking for a good doctor for me tomorrow. My illness cannot be cured by mortals."

Having said that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Master Changkong smiled and waved, asking him to sit down and talk.

Rong Xun was stunned, then sat down.

"I know what the Crown Prince is talking about when he came to the Shangyun Buddhist Temple. Why don't you just tell me the truth? It will be good for you, the Crown Prince, and the Crown Princess."

"Good thing..." Rong Xun didn't dare to think about it. If Xiao Lusheng knew that only if he and Yun'er had more contact could the condition be alleviated, how would the other party react?

Xiao Lusheng loves Yun'er dearly. If he knew, he would probably kick him out of the Prince's Mansion.

He looked at Master Changkong, "Master has asked someone to wait not far away. He already knows that I am coming to disturb you."

Master Changkong smiled but said nothing.

Rong Xun thought about it and realized that the Taoists were good at fortune-telling, and there was no shortage of talented people in Buddhism as well.

"The reason why people suffer is that they pursue the wrong things," Rong Xun said bitterly.

Master Changkong said: "Rather than saying that things make you miserable, it's better to say that you are not well-educated enough and have something you want but cannot get."

"It's something you can't get even if you ask for it." He smiled bitterly and said nothing, which was considered as his agreement.

Rong Xun still stood up and said goodbye.

Master Changkong stood up to see him off, "Donor, only by letting go can you pick it up again. Let nature take its course, that is the right path."

Rong Xun nodded slightly. He knew that sooner or later, Xiao Lusheng would find out about this matter. He just wanted to delay it until the day when he could no longer keep it secret.

After coming out of the meditation room, Jingwen followed closely behind. The two of them walked on the moon. Jingwen felt that the coldness around his master was even more overwhelming.

It was not until he saw Rong Xun taking the wrong path that Jing Wen reminded him, "Sir, go this way."

This is a three-way intersection.

Rong Xun stood there, looking at two completely different roads.

One path leads to the guest rooms, and the other leads up the mountain. His feet stepped on the path leading up the mountain.

Master Changkong's words kept echoing in his mind. He went to see Master Changkong late at night because he wanted Master Changkong to continue to help him and Yun'er hide the fact that their physiques complemented each other.

Master Changkong was frank in both his words and deeds.

Can you really speak frankly?

He turned around and looked at Jingwen, who shrank his neck. It was cold to be next to his master, and being looked at by his master like this made Jingwen even colder. "Sir, you've gone the wrong way."

"I went the wrong way. What is right and what is wrong?"

"Subordinate," he scratched his head, feeling confused, "It's late at night, the right thing to do now is to go back to the guest room and rest."

Jingwen sounded uncertain.

Rong Xun looked at the road up the mountain, then looked at the road back to the guest room.

Maybe it’s just like Master Changkong said, make the right decision at the right time.

"Maybe you are right. Some things cannot be sustained by force." With a smile, Rong Xun walked back to the guest room.

Jingwen couldn't understand what his master was saying anymore.

The next day.

Master Changkong met with Xiao Lusheng and his wife.

"No one can cure Mr. Rong's illness." Master Changkong glanced at Su Yun and thought that Rong Xun didn't want him to meddle in other people's business, so he didn't say much.

"Is there really no other way?" Xiao Lu asked anxiously.

Master Changkong only looked at Su Yun and said something similar to what he said to Rong Xun yesterday, "Remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations, just let nature take its course, Amitabha."

Xiao Lusheng was a little confused. After this trip, nothing was resolved and he was going to go home now?

Su Yun urged Xiao Lusheng to go out first, as she wanted to ask Master Changkong some questions alone.

She confessed the problems with her and Rong Xun's physical constitution.

I also asked whether I and Xiao Lusheng were destined to have children.

Master Changkong’s answer to Su Yun was similar to Rong Xun’s, letting her take the right path and let nature take its course.

What is correct?

What does it mean to let nature take its course?

On the return trip, the three of them sat in a carriage, and no one said much except for the cold.

"Ah..."

Xiao Lusheng sneezed, and Su Yun quickly put a cloak on him.

Rong Xun apologized slightly, "I'm sorry, Your Highness the Crown Prince is cold."

"No, I'm just ashamed that I didn't find a way to treat Lord Rong this time."

Rong Xun lowered his head slightly, and clenched his hands in his sleeves into fists.

Su Yun was sitting aside. She saw that the two men seemed to be even more worried during this trip.

A few days passed in peace.

The weather is getting colder.

That day, Su Yun was playing chess with Rong Xun, and Rong Xun asked tentatively, "Crown Princess, have you ever thought about whether you should keep this matter a secret from His Highness?"

What could this thing be?

It's just that if Su Yun spends more time with him, his symptoms will be alleviated.

Su Yun's hand holding the chess piece stopped in mid-air, she looked up at Rong Xun, her smile frozen on her face, and she said hesitantly, "I have thought about it, but I was afraid that my husband would think too much."

If this is the case, wouldn't she be stuck between the rocks, in a dilemma?

"The last time we went to Yunfo Temple, Master Changkong said that letting things take their own course is the right way to go. It's your turn now." He said as he reminded Su Yun to play chess.

"I feel like there's a stone weighing down my heart when I hide it from my husband."

"Then tell him."

"if……"

"It's okay. My illness may look very serious to you, but in fact, it won't kill me."

Su Yun just felt sad. "What do you mean by 'seemingly serious'? It was serious, but you didn't even know it. During those few days when Dr. Li came to take care of you, when I saw you again, your face was pale, your body was shaking, and your teeth were chattering. How cold you must have been."

"Now that there is a heating system in the house, I can put on more clothes and it won't be that cold."

"Brother Rong."

Su Yun sighed, looked at him seriously and said, "Don't think about taking on everything yourself. My husband is not that kind of person. I will find a chance to confess to him."

Rong Xun nodded, "Okay."

After Xiao Lusheng came back from court, he went straight to Liluoyuan. The three of them sat together, and Xiao Lusheng handed a memorial to Rong Xun.

Rong Xun frowned as he watched, "Sure enough, the Pingxi Palace has not given up yet."

"Who is this former Jinzhou prefect?" Su Yun also read the memorial and looked up at her man.