"Now that I see the deep love between the prince and the princess, the poor monk is very happy to see it."

A flower bloomed at the corner of Di Qianmo's mouth, "Ali is a very special woman, I will always treat her well."

The old monk looked at the two of them with a smile, and his long beard was very smooth.

"Can the poor monk say a few words to the princess alone?".

also?

Beibei's face suddenly froze with joy, and she looked at the old monk warily. Just now, she was comforting herself in her heart that she was not recognized, and she would not blink in the blink of an eye...

"Ali, go." Di Qianmo said to her gently.

Beibei: "...".

If I had known that there was an old monk in Hanshan Temple who lived for 199 years, she would never come here to worship Buddha.

Hey, it seems like the gain outweighs the gain.

The old monk took Beibei into a separate Zen courtyard and personally gave her a cup of tea.

The place where the old monk meditated was really simple, but it had a unique smell of dust. She put down the tea cup and looked at the old monk respectfully, "The Living Buddha asked me to come here alone. Do you have any warnings for me?".

The old monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand, but his old face had clear eyes. He said Amitabha and slowly said, "Although the donor is kind-hearted, in the end, humans and monsters have different paths."

Beibei's face suddenly turned pale. The hand on the table shook violently and knocked down the cup of tea.

She stood up quickly, very at a loss.

He finally figured it out.

"Master, you...".

"Donor, don't be alarmed, the poor monk means no harm." He slightly raised his hand and asked her to sit down.

Beibei felt cold from his back to his heels. He didn't even dare to look into the old monk's eyes.

"You don't want me to be with Di Qianmo either?".

"Amitabha, the benefactor is now the prince's wife. I can't change this matter. I just ask the benefactor to be kind and not to hurt the prince."

"How could I hurt him?" Beibei explained urgently, "I can't possibly hurt Di Qianmo."

No matter when or where, how could she hurt Di Qianmo? Besides, although she is a demon, her true identity is still a human being.

It was too late for her to love Emperor Qianmo, so how could she possibly hurt him.

"I also believe that you will not harm the prince or anyone else, but after all, the human world is not a place for you to stay. Even if you do not harm others, if your identity is exposed one day, others will harm you.

”.

Beibei was speechless.

"Donor, this gift is given to you to protect you from harm caused by the Dharma."

It was a string of golden Buddhist rosary beads. Beibei looked at the old monk in surprise. Are all Buddhist disciples as kind-hearted as the old monk in front of her?

"you……".

The old monk closed his eyes and said, "Buddha said: 'All living beings are equal.' The prince is a very good person. He cares about the donor. The donor should not let the prince down."

Does this disappointment mean that she will not hurt others, or does it mean something else?

"Living Buddha, thank you for your warning."

"Do good deeds, remember, remember."

The sound of Buddha filled the air, and Beibei stood outside the monastery, stroking the golden Buddha rosary on her wrist with her fingertips, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

She was so lucky. She had Bai Yiran to help her cover up her demonic aura, a living Buddha to protect her from harm caused by the Dharma, and a tolerant husband like Di Qianmo beside her.

What the living Buddha said was very reasonable. She had no reason to do things that would disappoint people. "Now that I see the deep love between the prince and the princess, the poor monk is very happy to see it."

A flower bloomed at the corner of Di Qianmo's mouth, "Ali is a very special woman, I will always treat her well."

The old monk looked at the two of them with a smile, and his long beard was very smooth.

"Can the poor monk say a few words to the princess alone?".

also?

Beibei's face suddenly froze with joy, and she looked at the old monk warily. Just now, she was comforting herself in her heart that she was not recognized, and she would not blink in the blink of an eye...

"Ali, go." Di Qianmo said to her gently.

Beibei: "...".

If I had known that there was an old monk in Hanshan Temple who lived for 199 years, she would never come here to worship Buddha.

Hey, it seems like the gain outweighs the gain.

The old monk took Beibei into a separate Zen courtyard and personally gave her a cup of tea.

The place where the old monk meditated was really simple, but it had a unique smell of dust. She put down the tea cup and looked at the old monk respectfully, "The Living Buddha asked me to come here alone. Do you have any warnings for me?".

The old monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand, but his old face had clear eyes. He said Amitabha and slowly said, "Although the donor is kind-hearted, in the end, humans and monsters have different paths."

Beibei's face suddenly turned pale. The hand on the table shook violently and knocked down the cup of tea.

She stood up quickly, very at a loss.

He finally figured it out.

"Master, you...".

"Donor, don't be alarmed, the poor monk means no harm." He slightly raised his hand and asked her to sit down.

Beibei felt cold from his back to his heels. He didn't even dare to look into the old monk's eyes.

"You don't want me to be with Di Qianmo either?".

"Amitabha, the benefactor is now the prince's wife. I can't change this matter. I just ask the benefactor to be kind and not to hurt the prince."

"How could I hurt him?" Beibei explained urgently, "I can't possibly hurt Di Qianmo."

No matter when or where, how could she hurt Di Qianmo? Besides, although she is a demon, her true identity is still a human being.

It was too late for her to love Emperor Qianmo, so how could she possibly hurt him.

"I also believe that you will not harm the prince or anyone else, but after all, the human world is not a place for you to stay. Even if you do not harm others, if your identity is exposed one day, others will harm you.

”.

Beibei was speechless.

"Donor, this gift is given to you to protect you from harm caused by the Dharma."

It was a string of golden Buddhist rosary beads. Beibei looked at the old monk in surprise. Are all Buddhist disciples as kind-hearted as the old monk in front of her?

"you……".

The old monk closed his eyes and said, "Buddha said: 'All living beings are equal.' The prince is a very good person. He cares about the donor. The donor should not let the prince down."

Does this disappointment mean that she will not hurt others, or does it mean something else?

"Living Buddha, thank you for your warning."

"Do good deeds, remember, remember."

The sound of Buddha filled the air, and Beibei stood outside the monastery, stroking the golden Buddha rosary on her wrist with her fingertips, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

She was so lucky. She had Bai Yiran to help her cover up her demonic aura, a living Buddha to protect her from harm caused by the Dharma, and a tolerant husband like Di Qianmo beside her.
Chapter completed!