Chapter 1362: I Need to Hurry Back and Let A Lie Comfort Me
At the same time.
The largest National Temple in Great Chu—Qingjing Temple.
Prince Qing clasped his hands together, kneeling on a cushion, his thin lips moving slightly as he murmured sutras.
He had already been here for several days.
Not to pray for Jiang Ying’s return.
But to pray for her to safely overcome this crisis.
No matter where she was, he asked the Buddha and God to protect her.
An old monk from the temple entered from the door.
He clasped his hands together: "Amitabha Buddha, Your Highness, the hour is late, you should return."
Prince Qing opened his eyes.
Although he still looked somewhat haggard, he was much better than a few days ago.
After all, his second sister-in-law had told him he must take care of himself.
Prince Qing stood up, brushed off his robe, and said to the old monk, "Thank you, abbot, for the reminder. I’ve already asked the guard to donate today’s oil money."
"When I return tomorrow, I will also place silver in the Merit Box."
The old monk looked at him, stroking his greying beard, chuckling and shaking his head: "Money is an external thing, merely used to maintain the golden bodies of the Bodhisattva and Buddha."
"It is Your Highness’s sincere heart that is the true Merit."
Prince Qing stood at the doorway, gazing at the moon with deep emotion.
Behind him were the many Buddhas in the hall, before him the resplendent moonlit night.
He couldn’t help but say, "If there truly can be any Merit, I hope it is bestowed upon the person I am thinking of."
The old monk said with a smile, "There are countless people in the world troubled by emotions."
"Besides trying to save themselves, they must also believe that one day, everything they wish for will come true."
Saying this, the old monk handed over a thirty-minute incense stick.
"Though Your Highness comes here daily, you always kneel to recite sutras or donate oil money, but have never lit incense for yourself."
"It’s said that if incense is burned, the divine understands one’s intentions. Today is a good day, why not let Your Highness express your inner wishes through the incense to the gods?"
Prince Qing hesitated for a moment and then reached out to take it.
He, with utmost respect, murmured in his heart towards the gods in the hall—
Hoping, in this lifetime, for another chance to meet Jiang Ying.
The flame of the incense flickered as Prince Qing placed it into the incense burner.
Afterward, he bid farewell to the old monk and took his leave.
The old monk stood at the doorway, watching him leave with a smile.
Once Prince Qing’s figure was out of sight, the old monk transformed, becoming a graceful and enchanting woman.
Jing Jia’s eyes were deep, and she couldn’t help but sigh, "My own uncle, I’ll help if I can."
She watched Prince Qing kneeling on the cushion reciting sutras every day as if he was about to take monastic vows.
Since he came to worship the gods, incense must be offered!
Otherwise, how can the gods truly sense and help him?
Jing Jiahong’s red lips parted: "Since you offered incense, let’s try to grant you a wish."
She formed a sign with her hands, swung her sleeves, and in an instant, countless streams of spiritual energy converged in the courtyard.
As if from somewhere, a fragrance of longing was drawn in.
However, after moving twice, Jing Jia felt a weak pain in her heart!
She quickly stopped, covering her heart with a slight frown.
Now, she had descended in the form of her Divine Sense, so her mana couldn’t keep up.
Moreover, after fighting with the Demon Lord earlier, her Primordial Spirit was injured and had not yet healed.
At this moment, using all her spiritual power to help Bai Beirang and Jiang Ying reunite had exhausted all of Jing Jia’s strength.
She staggered as she walked out.
"I must hurry back and let A Lie comfort me..."
In her weakness, Jing Jia only wanted to collapse into Bai Xilie’s arms, ignoring everything else.
After all, her daughter had grown up enough to stand on her own.
Once that matter safely passed, she could completely entrust the entire Three Realms to Bai Zhi’er with peace of mind.