Chapter 138 I Grow Old with the Holy Monk (22)

Chapter 138 I Grow Old with the Holy Monk (22)

Sang Tian opened her eyes dazedly and what she saw was Guan Yi's handsome and flawless face.

She slowly straightened up and gently moved her face away, "Please don't blame me, Saint Monk. Maybe I slept a little late last night."

Guan Yi lowered his arms, and his fingers hidden under his long sleeves stroked the place that had just touched Sang Tian.

"We have finished writing the scriptures for today. Princess, you can go back and rest first."

Sang Tian nodded obediently, and when she stood up to leave, Guan Yi's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Fifth Princess."

Sang Tian turned around and saw all kinds of complicated emotions in Guan Yi's eyes. He took a step forward and handed over an exquisitely made sachet.

"Your Highness, this is what the women in the temple often ask for. I have also asked for one for Your Highness. I hope the princess will have a smooth life in the future."

Sang Tian felt that these words were a farewell.

She shook her head to get rid of the random thoughts in her mind.

Sang Tian took the sachet handed over by Guan Yi and put it in her arms, saying thank you softly: "Thank you, Saint Monk."

On the second day, Sang Tian learned from Guangde that Guanyi had gone to the foot of the mountain to practice asceticism and set out early in the morning.

Apart from the abbot and him, no one else knew what Guanyi was doing. The abbot announced to the public that the holy monk had gone to the Buddhist cave to practice and would no longer see guests.

When Sang Tian heard the news, her mind went blank.

She returned to her bamboo house tremblingly, and Guangde followed her in and took out a new scripture and placed it in front of Sang Tian.

"This was given to me by the holy monk before he left. I will give it to you after he leaves."

Sang Tian took the scripture and opened it. All the scriptures inside were written by Guan Yi. Every stroke showed how seriously he wrote it.

Guangde was still holding back tears as Sang Tian rubbed Guangde's little head and asked, "Do you want to eat peach cakes?"

When Guangde heard that there were peach crisps to eat, he nodded happily.

On the tenth day after Guan Yi left, Sang Tian also bid farewell to the abbot.

The abbot seemed to see her thoughts on Guan Yi and dissuaded her: "Your Highness, your marriage is not here. I hope you will think twice before you act."

Sang Tian naturally knew that the abbot was pointing a finger at her. When observing Yishi, Buddhists had severed their connection with this earthly world, and forcing it would not bring any good results.

"Thank you, Abbot, but if I miss this opportunity, I will never have another chance in my life. I don't want to give up."

Seeing Sang Tian being so stubborn, the abbot clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and chanted, "Amitabha."

When Sang Tian left, Guangde and Hongshan came to see her off crying, and the two little guys' faces were red from crying.

Their eyes were filled with reluctance to part with Sang Tian.

Sang Tian took out the snacks she brought from the palace and distributed them to the two of them.

"will you come back?"

Hongshan raised his tearful face and asked Sang Tian.

Sang Tian took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from his eyes and replied, "I will definitely come back."

She would come back, and she would come back with the holy monk whom they loved.

As soon as Sang Tian reached the foot of the mountain, she ran into Mei Yao, who was dressed in red. She became more beautiful than before.

Mei Yao looked at Sang Tian, ​​who was wearing plain clothes, and wrinkled her delicate little nose slightly.

She smelled the sandalwood scent of Guan Yi from Sang Tian, ​​even though there was no other woman around Guan Yi except her.

Mei Yao instantly got furious when she thought of Sang Tian having accompanied Guan Yi.

She stepped forward, grabbed Sang Tian's wrist and asked sternly, "What is your relationship with Guan Yi?!"

Mei Yao's nails painted with rouge dug deeply into Sang Tian's wrist. The bright red blood flowed down Sang Tian's fair wrist, which looked very unsightly.

But Mei Yao didn't care. She just wanted to know who the woman in front of her was and what her relationship with Guan Yi was.