The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 586 Extra: Ji Wuwang (1)

The Imperial Master Jikong was stunned for a moment, but saw that Ji Wuwang's eyes were red, and he raised his head and drank a pot of wine.

"Your Highness, you have just recovered from a serious illness and cannot drink alcohol..." the Imperial Master said worriedly.

Ji Wuwang smiled sadly and said bitterly, "National Master, you often say that fate and destiny... cannot be forced."

"I didn't believe it before, but now I have to admit it. Atang and I are destined to be together..."

His eyes were bloodshot, and his smile was filled with endless sorrow and bitterness: "Oh, our fate is over..."

"We have a destiny... but no fate."

Before this, Ji Wuwang had thought that he was too late, and the greatest pain was that he could not love and stay with her.

It was not until he fell asleep that he saw her past life...

When he found her, he saw with his own eyes his beloved little girl lying in the snow, covered in blood. The glaring blood dyed the white snow red, and it also pierced his heart...

He finally realized that his so-called late arrival was not only about losing...

But, the love that is gone forever.

If he hadn't lost her back then...

If only he could have found her sooner...

If only he could have come back sooner on the day Xue Ye returned to Beijing...

Wouldn’t his Atang… not become disheartened and fall to his death?

His little girl was so afraid of pain. How painful it must have been for her to fall from such a high place and bleed all over the ground!

Everything that happened in his past life was vivid in his mind, and every scene was enough to make him heartbroken.

During the six years he was absent, thousands of days and nights, everyone bullied the little girl he held in his hands, unwilling to touch her...

How could he forgive and come to terms with his late arrival?

The Imperial Master paused for a moment while spinning the sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand. He looked at the pale face of the person before him and finally sighed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has already given her back her freedom. If she knew that she was yours in this life..."

"Maybe you two are just not meant to be together?"

"Since you've given so much and suffered so much, why do you suddenly give up at the end of the day?"

Ji Wuwang raised his eyes and looked outside the yard. When he was asleep, it was winter and snowing heavily. When he opened his eyes, it was spring and the spring scenery in the mountains was just right.

He smiled, his voice as soft as it could be: "The past was not a good thing for her."

"Now that she's finally free, letting her know all this will only increase her guilt and put her in chains again..."

“This is not what I want.”

"In this life, I just hope she can be happy, even if she's not with me..."

Suddenly, the sound of a bell outside the courtyard startled the spring swallows under the eaves...

Ji Wuwang looked up at the swallow flying away, and smiled, a smile that hid pain: "This... is enough."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly started coughing, and spots of scarlet blood seeped out from between his fingers.

"master!"

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, Shi Feng and Shi Lin were shocked and rushed forward.

Ji Wuwang raised his hand and signaled them to leave.

The Imperial Master shook his head helplessly.

Foguang Temple, main hall, wafting sandalwood...

Jiang Wantang knelt in front of the Buddha statue and prayed devoutly until the sun was about to set and then he stood up and walked out.

Before I knew it, I had walked towards the backyard and happened to meet Shi Lin walking towards me.

The latter was obviously startled when he saw that she had not left yet.

Afterwards, Shi Lin walked forward and saluted respectfully, and told her the news that Ji Wuwang had gone to the back mountain for seclusion with the national teacher.

Compared to her previous loss of composure, Jiang Wantang was much calmer at this moment. She paused and asked calmly, "How long do they need to remain in seclusion?"

Shi Lin shook his head. He didn't know either.

Jiang Wantang didn't say anything more after hearing this. She took out a red triangular amulet from her sleeve and handed it to Shi Lin, asking him to pass it to Ji Wuwang on her behalf.

She had just prayed devoutly for the amulet from the Buddha.

Then he turned and left.

But just after she took a few steps, Shi Lin called her: "Miss Jiang..."

Jiang Wantang paused and looked back, only to see Shi Lin standing there with his fists clenched. His usually calm face had a hint of complexity, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

She frowned and said, "But is there something wrong?"

"But it doesn't matter."

Shi Lin hesitated for a while, but finally said nothing.

He said in a gentle voice: "It's nothing. Speaking of which, Miss Jiang hasn't been to our northern border yet, right?"

"In the future, if Miss Jiang has time, why not come to the Northern Territory to take a look?"

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment...

If she remembered correctly, this was the second time Shi Lin had sincerely invited her to the Northern Territory.

Jiang Wantang smiled calmly and said, "Okay, I will."

After saying this, she said goodbye and went down the mountain, riding her horse alone towards the south of the Yangtze River...

During this period of time, too many unexpected events had happened, and her heart was full of repairs, which was heavy and complicated.

Two months later...

Jiang Wantang received the news that Ji Wuwang had come out of seclusion, and hurried to Foguang Temple again, but learned from the National Master that he had left for the northern border.

Inside Foguang Temple, Buddhist chants linger...

Jiang Wantang stood in the backyard in a daze, looking at the empty yard in front of him, muttering: "He's gone..."

Imperial Master Jikong stood quietly before her, his hands clasped together, his eyes filled with compassion, not knowing what to say.

Thousands of words finally turned into a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha..."

Afterwards, Jiang Wantang stood alone in the yard for a long time.

As the sun sets, the shadows on the blue bricks gradually lengthen...

As dusk fell, the thick darkness enveloped the entire temple, which had returned to silence.

The Imperial Master came over again, holding a dim lantern in his hand. He looked at the slender figure standing in the courtyard, shook his head, and sighed slightly.

He walked forward slowly, his voice gentle: "My Lady, the night dew is very cold, please take care of yourself."

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes, and a pair of deep and dark peach blossom eyes looked over.

When she spoke, her voice was a little hoarse: "Master, have you ever heard of rebirth... reincarnation?"

The Buddhist beads that the Imperial Master was spinning in his hands suddenly stopped, his eyes showing a complicated expression.

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Wantang smiled softly, "It seems that the Imperial Master knows about this..."

The Imperial Master stood there quietly, without saying a word.

Jiang Wantang didn't care. She gently brushed the fallen leaves off her sleeves and continued, "I've been thinking a lot these days."

"The more I think about it, the more I feel that perhaps my reincarnation is not accidental..."

"Am I right, Master Imperial Master?"

The Imperial Master put down the lantern in his hand, clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "Your Majesty is wise and insightful..."

"I suppose you have guessed something."

"Your Majesty, are you waiting here? Do you want me to help you solve your doubts?"

The night dew grew thicker, wetting the hem of Jiang Wantang's skirt...

She nodded, looked into the distance, and said softly, "Yes, I want to know what happened after I died in my previous life?"

"Why was I reborn? Is it... related to him?"

"I'm here to find an answer."