The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Chapter 203: One year of cultivation to share the same boat, ten thousand years of cultivation to sh



Chapter 203: One year of cultivation to share the same boat, ten thousand years of cultivation to sh

Shen Lan and others had already left, and Qi Yue held Tong Yu's hand and walked slowly behind them.

Passing by a ginkgo tree on the way, Tongyu looked up, and her smiling eyes suddenly broke into a golden feast, a bright and pure gold.

“Hey, this tree must be many years old.”

Qi Yue looked up and down and replied, "It should be almost a hundred years."

He was wearing a black coat, his face was as white as jade, his figure was as slender as emerald green, his brows were cold, and his gaze softened unconsciously when he looked at her.

Tong Yu tilted her head, giggled and shook his wrist, both of which were tied with red ropes.

It takes a thousand years to be able to cross the river together, and ten thousand years to be able to sleep on the same pillow together.

Tong Yu thought, she was so lucky.

Qi Yue thought, he was really lucky.

The palace is in traditional Chinese style, with high gates, large courtyards, pavilions, towers, flying eaves and corners, and an antique feel.

As soon as I entered, I saw the temple. It was very spectacular, comparable to the two main buildings of the Qi family.

"Wow, this temple is so big."

Shen Lan snorted and laughed: "Of course, if it weren't for this temple, I wouldn't have a single coin in my pocket."

When talking about this incident, the abbot and others expressed their gratitude and chanted Buddhist mantras to thank Shen Lan again.

They were a temple in the mountains. In a place like Country M, it was difficult to survive, not to mention offerings. They were so poor that they only had broken bowls. When they heard that Shen Lan was going to build a palace, they were ready to disband, but they didn't expect to be stopped and told that they would be provided with food and accommodation in the future and that they should recite the sutras well.

Shen Lan put his hands in his pockets and smiled frivolously: "I have done many bad things in my life. I have hired a group of monks to chant sutras to the Buddha every day to remind me of my bad deeds and prolong my life."

Shen Ye: “!”

His dark eyes flashed, and for the first time he felt that his second brother was so smart.

Even Qi Yue and Shen Yi looked over and fell into deep thought. Why not also raise a group of monks?

The abbot suddenly realized, pointed at Shen Lan who was trembling all over, picked up the broom and rushed over to do it.

"Donor, donor! I thought you were so kind! You really make me feel cold and disappointed. You, you are not sincere at all!"

Shen Lan yelled, dodged quickly, jumped left and right like Mickey Mouse, and said hurriedly: "I will build a golden body for them, a big golden body!"

The abbot stopped, saved the recording on his phone, and said kindly, "Please be kind, it's a deal."

Shen Lan: “…”

Oh, monks are so cunning these days.

Tongyu took Tongye and the two of them went to worship Buddha.

In fact, she didn't believe this, but she had already come, so she still had some awe.

It can be considered as a spiritual comfort.

Tong also knelt on the ground and bowed devoutly. If it was true——

May my sister be happy and worry-free every year, forever and ever.

Everyone was outside. Tong Yu was kneeling on a yellow prayer mat and was kept there by the old abbot.

"Grandpa Abbot, will you dislike me?"

The abbot smiled and looked into her clear eyes. "Donor, why do you say that?"

Tong Yu raised his arms, his eyes a little confused: "Buddha's compassion and salvation emphasize the equality of all beings and abstinence from killing. You can see that I am covered in bloodshed."

"And them..." Tong Yu pointed at the people outside the door.

The abbot chanted a Buddhist name, "Donors, I don't despise you."

"Buddhism is vast and can save all living beings. As long as you put down your butcher knife, the Buddhist door will be open to you."

Tong Yu stood up, her tone still calm: "I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren wanted to kill me."

The abbot said: "This world is complex and ever-changing. Violence and killing are not the only solutions."

“The past does not represent the future. When we look back, we will find that change is not that difficult.”

Tong Yu lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and asked, "You want me to be good? You want me to be your prey?"

Her tone was a little stubborn and her eyes were sharp.

The abbot smiled and said, "I represent the wisdom and compassion of Buddhism. I have Buddhist principles that I uphold and should guide people toward kindness and enlightenment."

"But, benefactor, I understand you."

Just the last sentence made Tong Yu deflated.

She muttered quietly, "As expected, you can't argue with a monk. Even Ze Er Le Ke can't win the argument."

When the abbot heard the name, his palms trembled slightly.

When Tong Yu went out, he looked listless and dejected, with his head lowered.

Shen Ye asked: "What's wrong?"

Tong Yu raised her head with a bitter face, aggrieved: "I was lectured, why did he say that to me?"

Tong also took a step forward, her blue eyes bright, "Because we are beyond help, terminally ill, and we are all heartless."

Everyone: "..."

"In one sentence, I scolded everyone except Tong Yu"

Tong Yu was instantly happy, and rubbed his silver hair with both hands, "Good boy, good boy."

A few people ate and drank here all night and went back the next morning.

Tong Yu held a lucky bag and said, "This is what the abbot gave me. I don't know if it's useful."

"Yes, don't think too much about it."

Qi Yue frowned as he looked at his phone: "Tongbao, the Bran family is holding a banquet, are you going?"

Tong Yu exclaimed, and then she remembered the Bran family, whose presence was very low. "What is this banquet for?"

Qi Yue drummed his knuckles on the screen of his phone. "The golden wedding of the old man of the Bran family, the four major families and the upper-middle class are invited to the banquet."

Tong Yu smacked her lips. "Go, I have to meet the Bran family. Besides, a golden wedding is so festive."

"Okay." Qi Yue said lovingly, "I'll ask the servants to prepare a dress for you."

Tong Yu returned to Qi's house to see Zeerleke and carefully stuffed the lucky bag under his pillow.

The man on the hospital bed had a deathly pale face and purple bruises on the back of his hands.

"Wake up early."

For some unknown reason, Tong Yu squatted beside the bed and said aggrievedly: "If you don't wake up, they will bully your apprentice."

The person on the bed still didn't respond. Tong Yu was annoyed and didn't bother to pretend. Before leaving, he grabbed Ze'erleke's hair hard and pulled out a handful of it.

*

It would be best to wear maroon to attend a golden wedding ceremony, but Tongyu didn't want to be ostentatious, so she chose a white Sichuan embroidery cheongsam, which was low-key and elegant. Her long hair was tied up and embellished with jade hairpins, which made her look noble and gentle.

Qi Yue chose a dark black suit, with a tall and slender figure and a jade-white brooch on his chest.

"Oh, how come you have the same style as me?"

Tong Yu supported her face with her hands. She looked very mature today, and the charm in her eyes and eyebrows was fascinating.

Qi Yue liked her outfit and without saying a word he pulled her to the corner.

"Um... don't leave a mark."

The passionate and crazy kiss fell, carrying strong love, conquering the city and the land.

Tongyu felt pain on her lips and hit him unhappily.

Qi Yue loosened his restraints, put his hot lips next to her ear and smiled, "You should know how to share your lipstick."

Tong Yu rubbed her lips and glanced at him, "You will get lipstick poisoning."

"Oh?" Qi Yue nodded with a curved lip, his eyes teasing and mischievous, "Hasn't he been poisoned a long time ago?"

Tong Yu's face became hot because of him, and she went out to get some fresh air before she recovered. She then put on a traditional Chinese style shawl.

Bran's manor.

Clusters of flowers and red roses are in full bloom, and a long red carpet extends from the entrance to the ceremony stage.

The house was packed with guests and luxury cars, all of whom went to give their blessings to the two elderly people on the stage.

Tong Yu kicked off her shoes and asked Shen Ye next to her: "Isn't Shen Lan here?"

Shen Yi could understand that he just didn't like this kind of occasion.


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