Chapter 160.2

“Watching the sunrise?” Jie Xiu looked at the married couple who wore simple but still looked very luxurious with his odd eyes. Eventually, he clasped his hands and asked, “Why don’t you sleep in the pagoda for one night? You can wake up around 5 a.m. and go to the cliff to see the sunrise.” They didn’t need to wake up very early in the morning and hurry to climb all the way here from the inns.

Jie Xiu’s suggestion made Su Shuilian’s neck and ears blush instantly. Heavens! If monk Jie Xiu knew what she and A Yao had been doing in the inn until mid-night, would he make the same suggestion? The pagoda was a serene place… But she could not guarantee that A Yao was a person who knew how to restrain his desire even under the eyes of Buddha.

Lin Si Yao looked at his shy wife and lightly glanced at Jie Xiu. “This place isn’t suitable.”

“Amitabha. This place belongs to you, benefactor. It’s Jie Xiu, a dove occupying the magpie’s nest.” Jie Xiu put his palms together and slowly recited the fact that he had always believed was the truth. However, Lin Si Yao just cast him a glance. “It’s been many years, yet you still mention this. Don’t you feel tired?” He felt tired already.

“Let’s take a walk.” He pulled Su Shuilian to walk to the area behind the pagoda. He didn’t want to stay here and let Jie Xiu poison his ears.

Su Shuilian smiled, nodding at Jie Xiu. “Abbot, no need to accompany us. Please feel free to do your own business.”

Jie Xiu chanted, “Amitabha,” then looked at the other two leaving the hall. The former unpredictable, cold-faced God of Slaughter now had turned into a gentle husband who knew how to take care of his wife. Jie Xiu was very excited: It seems his inner demons were defeated, this poor monk can see the efforts have borne fruits…

“I didn’t expect that monk Jie Xiu would be so good at farming.” Su Shuilian smiled as she looked at the vegetable garden behind the pagoda, admiring. “The pagoda receives many visitors these days. Could he handle everything himself?”

“He just needs to keep the pagoda serene and clean, and he has never paid attention to the other stuff. It’s good that after my father solved Xue Ying’s remaining rebels, this place has become more peaceful. Rong City’s Castellan and Gan Ming’s Castellan have been replaced. Under the royal order, no one dares come here to make trouble.” Lin Si Yao hugged her and slowly walked through the orchard, which was now having green sprouts. Gently, he told her about Yun La Pagoda’s changes during these ten years. When they reached the cottage at the end of the garden, it was by the cliff. From this place, they could see the entire view of Rong City. There was a gravestone that stood by the cliff, which was the former abbot’s grave.

Su Shuilian quietly looked at the grave, which was cleared without any weeds, feeling complicated.

If that year the former abbot hadn’t saved A Yao, would everything have been completely different now?

“What do you have in your head?” His deep eyes sparkled when he looked at her, his hand wrapping around hers shook nervously.

“I’m thanking the former abbot. Thanking him because he saved you.” She smiled tenderly, turning her head around to look at him and holding his broad and warm hand.

“Yes. I should also thank him for saving me.” He curled his lips. A magnificent smile appeared in front of her that made her heart skip a beat. Although it was already ten years, she couldn’t help her heart from rapidly beating when facing his smile.

“Actually… At that time, I had my own calculations.” She lowered her eyelids, embarrassedly admitting. “I’ve tried so many times but I couldn’t get out of Mount Da Shi. When I picked you up, the first thought that popped up in my head wasn’t that 'saving one life is more precious than building seven towers.” I was thinking that if I could save you, I could ask you the way out of this mountain… If… If I had gotten out of the mountain… Perhaps… Perhaps I… I’m sorry… I… I’m not a kind person… Amitabha… Buddha please be merciful and forgive me…” Su Shuilian lowered her head and put her palms together, bowing to a direction far in the distance.

“Hahaha…” Lin Si Yao lifted his head and laughed. It was the first time he had such a good and comfortable laugh. It wasn’t because of anything else, but because his wife was actually repenting to him.

…

“A Yao…” Su Shuilian blushed and glared at him. She was reflecting on herself and he was laughing at her apology.

“Sorry…” He stopped laughing, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes. Pulling himself together, he said gently, “Am I really lucky?” He hugged her, feeling much better. It seemed from this moment, he was Lin Si Yao who had been really revived.

Standing in front of the Buddha and looking at the rising sun, all the burdens that weighed his heart for years had finally vanished.

“Let’s go. Tell Jie Xiu we should be departing now. After that, I will take you to Gan Ming City.” Lin Si Yao exhaled. He turned and gently beamed at Su Shuilian and took his chance to steal a kiss from her lips. He hugged her and walked back to Yun Luo Pagoda.

“All right. A Yao, when we come home, let’s visit Mount Da Shi. I want to go to the wolf den to see Xiao Chun and Xiao Xue and their little cubs…”

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“Their letter again? Did they say when they will come home?” Yang Jing Zhi finished her work in the clinic and returned to the Emperor’s palace. Seeing her dear husband frowning and fuming at the letter on the table, she guessed Shuilian and her husband had sent another letter. That married couple just casually left the place. She thought they would return after several months, unexpected, it had been more than half a year already. Every time they visited a city, they would ask Guangci House or Feng Yao Court’s post to send the message home. Except for being jealous, she also admired them. But she had no choice. She was busy with the clinic and Liang En Zai was busy in the Emperor’s palace.

“New Year’s Eve. They said they will be home by New Year’s Eve and we don’t need to worry about them.” Liang En Zai pouted his lips, almost saying these words through his gritted teeth. Damn it! He didn’t worry about those two a bit. He was worried about He Yuan, Xi Lou, and the works they had left behind their butts… Although they had trained assistants to replace them in working their tasks and he didn’t need to worry about those for one year, how could they adbondon them to spend the entire year traveling around like this? Why did he have to stay in Da Shi and complete his neverending work? Why?

“It seems we can only see them during New Year’s Eve.” Yang Jing Zhi shook her head, sighing. “Husband, when can we follow them?” She sat on his lap, resting her head into his broad chest, blowing her fragrant breath to him.

“Just wait two more years. When Xi-er turns fifteen years old, we will go. Harrumph! We will let their son work hard!” Liang En Zai snorted. He made Yang Jing Zhi burst out laughing, pounding on his chest. “He’s still your nephew.”

“So, one of them is my younger sister and the other is my brother-in-law…” Liang En Zai mumbled angrily. He took his chance and pulled her shirt open to make space and shove his face into her plumpness. “Wife, it’s been several days since we’ve done it. Tonight, you’re not allowed to do anything to stop me…”

“All right…” She smiled sweetly. Was this not her same thought?