Chapter 582: You have a worry in your heart

Changqing drove back to the mansion again in the carriage, while sitting in the carriage, Luo Hengsi put the mahogany box on his lap, and then opened it. The inside was full of women’s jewelry, all purple. Each of the petals is very delicate, and of course it is noble. The purple gemstones are also inlaid with excellent purple gems, and the east beads are round and smooth in color.
When you wake up, you can see it. This is my birthday gift for you.
This was the birthday gift he gave to his wife, and he remembered that he didn't seem to give her anything yet, but was to save her life, he was ashamed of her life.
"You will like it?"
He closed the mahogany box again. These things were made by someone specially made by him. The purple gems on it were extremely difficult to find. He spent a lot of manpower and financial resources to make them. Of course, these things are also made. It is unique, in this world, there is nothing more than this.
And she was originally the only one in this world.
There will be many people in this world named Shen Qingci, but she is the only one, and of course the one who cannot be missing.
Let's go, he gave an order to Changqing outside. He has been out long enough, so he should go back.
At this time, Shen Qingci was still asleep peacefully, and Mo Fei had already carefully applied medicine to her forehead.
"Even the scar has faded."
And he was surprised to find that Shen Qingci’s self-healing ability is really excellent, better than ordinary people. It takes a month to heal the wound, but she only took half a month, and it was more than half healed. , And even the wounds that were red and swollen a few days ago have disappeared, and the scars around them are also lighter. I am afraid that after some time, no specific scar removal medicine is needed. It can be as clean as new, and it is as if it has not been injured.
Bai Mei flattened her mouth, "It's really weird, my wife doesn't get scars easily."
Mo Fei also smiled, just not leaving any scars. If he left, he would really have to work hard. He was afraid that he would be able to heal her. If Shen Qingci really left a little bit of injury on his body , I am afraid that he is the first person to have a hard time.
"You open the window."
Mo Fei said to Bai Mei, "The weather is good today, which also made the room breathe a little bit."
Bai Mei also thinks about it. Although it is late autumn and the weather is a bit cold, the earth dragon is burning inside the house, but even if the earth dragon is burning, there is always a strange smell in this house. She knows that her wife is I don't like the smell, so I walked over and opened the window.
When the sun outside entered the room, it actually made her feel a pleasant warmth.
"Madam, wake up soon. You should like such a good weather, and if you are not there, I haven't got any money for a long time. What should I do with the monthly money this month?"
Thinking that she hadn't been accounted for this month, that dry little purse, she wanted to cry.
At this time in the last month, she accompanied his wife to make spices. By now, it has already been out of shape. You can also take the money to the bank to deposit the silver, but the wife is not there, and her purse is now empty. Things, it seems that you have to eat your own money.
"So Madam, you are really about to wake up, your little plums are almost hungry and thin."
She touched her face, and she really felt that she was hungry and thin. This face was getting smaller and thinner, and it became more and more haggard. How does she feel, if Shen Qingci is really ill , The first person to die in this world is hers.
At this time, Shen Qingci was still lying quietly, her face was very clean, and even the tight brows were stretched out.
She seemed to be having a dream, a long and beautiful dream.
And in the dream...
She actually became a Buddha with incense ashes. She was in the incense burner day and night. She could smell the incense bursts, and could also hear the chanting voices of novice monks, and the voices of the good men and women who came every day.
Some of them ask for children, some for wealth, some for family harmony, and some for happiness, and some come for the future, with smoke and lingering fragrance, but she really feels , Everything in this world is not coming out of thin air.
It depends on people.
If just wasted day by day.
If your own has never worked hard, never had common sense, then where does the success come from.
She didn’t know how many years she had stayed here, how many years she had spent in this temple, and even how many people she met and heard the voices of many people.
She sat here day by day, and when she slept, she smelled the faint Fragrance of Fragrance. She woke up only because someone else came to tell her unknowable thoughts.
At first she was a little curious, not knowing what she wanted in people's hearts, whether it was someone else's, her own, or both.
It's just that over time, I listened a lot, watched a lot, and didn't feel much meaning.
And what I like is still listening to the chanting of these eminent monks, and it seems that they are gradually becoming transparent and clear. Even with her spirit, they are all washed clean.
The hostility in you is too heavy, and I hope that this can wash away the overly cruel hatred from you, help you to calm down, and help you to be angry.
Who is this talking to her?
She opened her eyes, and before entering the cessation, the Buddha was still dignified.
"Chier, you should have left too."
With another sound, she felt her body gradually solidify in the incense burner, so quiet, so peaceful, and she wanted to stay here all her life and listen to their chanting.
"Is there really nothing in your mind?"
It was this kind of voice again, not loud, but it was always in the depths of her soul.
miss?
She opened her eyes. What happened to her, what happened to her?
Suddenly, a pair of gentle black eyes appeared in front of her eyes, as well as the one raising the wrist, and a light-colored scar on the wrist.
At this time, a hand stretched out and also grabbed her. She raised her head as if she saw Master Jingkong.
Master Jingkong smiled, and then blew her fingers, and then her body lightened, she didn't know where she had fallen, she turned her head in horror, and the Buddha actually smiled at her...
She opened her eyes slowly, and her eyes were still like that. They were dark and bright, and they were also elegant, but those eyes flashed at this time, and then too many things were buried. It was attributed to the bottom of his eyes, and it was impossible to find it.
A hand stretched out and placed it on her forehead. She felt a slight chill on her forehead. In addition to the cold, there was also a burst of pain.