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Chapter Six The Law

Seeing that Ye Shuhua had gone far away, Song Ruoxi pulled Jian'er forward, walked through the Lotus Gallery, turned the Buddha-carving screen, looked around and saw no one around, stopped, and asked in a low voice: "Jian'er, why did you deliberately scare Chen Yiwei and cause her to fall into the water?"

Jian'er was stunned for a moment and smiled, "You don't let me go with my senior brother, just to ask me about this?"

"That's right, what's the reason?" Song Ruoxi asked afterwards.

"She has hair!"

Song Ruoxi was stunned.

"She wears beautiful satin clothes!"

Song Ruoxi frowned.

"She is more beautiful than you!" Jian'er yelled out the most unbearable reason she was.

After three boring reasons, Song Ruoxi's face became gloomy and she felt very angry at Jian'er's behavior. You must know that the real Song Ruoxi was frightened by falling into the water, invading the wind and cold, and eventually died. He turned himself into others. He naturally did not want Chen Yiwei to fall to this point, and said unhappily: "Jian'er, even if you are making trouble, there must be a limit. What weather is now? The pool water is cold and biting. She is about to fall into the water, and she is sick due to cold. That's a fatal matter. Don't you think you're doing this too much?"

"She didn't fall down again." Jian'er said with a lip.

"If the senior brother hadn't helped her, she would have fallen." Song Ruoxi was angry and annoyed when he saw that Jian'er was not at all doing something wrong. "Jian'er, everyone will be jealous, but they can't do anything to hurt others because of jealousy. What's more, Chen Yiwei is the niece of Senior Brother Jingxuan. When she came to visit her senior brother, you caused her to fall into the water and get sick. How should the senior brother explain to her family?"

Jian'er blinked and asked tentatively: "Has I done something wrong again?"

Song Ruoxi nodded with a serious expression.

"What should I do?" Jian'er cried and she didn't want to be locked in the Buddhist temple and recite scriptures anymore.

"Go to admit your mistake to your senior brother and apologize to Chen Yiwei." Song Ruoxi gave her an idea.

"Ah, can't this be hidden from Master?"

"This matter cannot be hidden. The Chen brothers and sisters will definitely tell their senior brothers that at that time, your fate will be even worse. You should admit your mistake first and strive for leniency!"

Jian'er hesitated for a long time, reached out and grabbed Song Ruoxi's sleeve, and said pitifully: "Chen, can you go with me?"

"No." Song Ruoxi pulled out his sleeve, "I'll accompany you, my senior brother will think you don't really want to admit your mistake."

"Jingchen..."

"Go quickly, my senior brother will go to the lay Buddhist building to see them later." Song Ruoxi pushed Jian'er.

Jian'er bit her lower lip and ran to the meditation room.

Song Ruoxi watched Jian'er leave, turned around and took a breath, "Chen Mo! Why are you here?"

"Let me confirm whether you have participated in the incident of causing my sister to fall into the water?" Chen Mo looked down at Song Ruoxi, his eyes as deep as a pool, unfathomable.

"I don't." Song Ruoxi shook his head quickly. The man was exuding a dangerous aura, and she didn't want to provoke him.

Chen Mo curled the corner of his lips, "I heard it, it's great, and it's less trouble."

"You, what are you going to do?" Song Ruoxi heard the bad intentions in his tone.

Chen Mo did not answer Song Ruoxi's question and turned around and was about to leave.

"Chen Mo." Song Ruoxi shouted behind him.

Chen Mo stopped and looked back at her.

"Chen Mo, Jian'er is a child. She just likes to make trouble and has no malice. She doesn't mean to hurt your sister. She already knows that she is wrong. Can you forgive her and don't hurt her?" Song Ruoxi tried to plead for Jian'er.

"Child?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at the petite and lovely Song Ruoxi, "How old are you?"

"Nine years old."

"How old is she?" Chen Mo glanced at the tall figure beside the Buddha's screen, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Song Ruoxi bit his lower lip and whispered: "Nine years old."

Chen Mo sneered, his toes were on the ground, and he jumped up on a big tree next to him.

"Chen Mo, whether you understand or not has nothing to do with your age. Some people are still ignorant when they are 80 years old!" Song Ruoxi shouted anxiously.

"There is still a strange man in the world who is ignorant of eighty years old?"

"Of course there are, old people, and when they are old, they are as childish and ignorant as children."

"This statement is quite interesting. I will consider whether to send the little nun a lighter attack." As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo flew away, leaving only the branches trembling slightly.

Song Ruoxi sighed. She had done her best. As for how to develop in the future, it was not something she could interfere with. She walked slowly towards the meditation room, but did not notice that someone followed her behind her until she entered the meditation room and turned around and left.

Song Ruoxi was stunned in the Zen room for half an hour. Huijin came back and asked hurriedly: "Master, how is Jian'er?"

"She will go to Yongkang Villa with your senior brother." Huijin sat cross-legged on the cushion opposite Song Ruoxi, "She will be fine, you don't have to worry so much."

Song Ruoxi took the Buddhist scriptures and read them absent-mindedly.

Looking at the disciple who didn't want to recite scriptures at all, Hui Jin sighed and said, "Jingchen, it's not impossible for you to go back to the Song family. As long as you read the "Bool Rules" carefully and do it according to the "Bool Rules", you can go back."

As if a ray of dawn suddenly appeared in the darkness, Song Ruoxi asked in surprise: "Master, what is "The Law of the Boudoir"?"

Hui Jin took out a booklet from her sleeve and handed it to her. Song Ruoxi took it over and opened the yellowed pages. The fonts were beautiful and said: "The first thing is to establish a body. For women, learn how to establish a body first. Only for a woman, be a pure body. If you are a pure body, be honest, be glorious. Don't turn your lips when you walk, don't raise your lips when you speak. Don't sit and don't shake your skirt when you stand. Don't laugh loudly. If you are both inside and outside, don't laugh loudly. Don't go out of the palace. Don't look at the outer walls and don't go out of the palace. Men are not relatives, don't have a common name. Women are not good and gentle, don't have blind dates. Only when you are upright can you be a human being. If you are a woman, you must learn from female workers. If you are sewing hemp and catching ramie, the thickness is different. If you are a car machine, don't be in a hurry. Look at the silkworms and boil cocoons, and follow them at night..."

Before he finished reading it, Song Ruoxi gave up, closed the booklet, and handed it to Huijin, "Master, I can't do anything about this. You should help me slaughter it. I'll forget it."

Huijin chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Qingchen, you have not yet ended your relationship with me, so you must not be sacred."

"Since my fate has not yet ended, what are you going to do to put me in the temple?" Song Ruoxi asked in confusion.

"Jingchen, I will bring you to the temple. First, you must combine your body and soul into one. Moreover, if you have been out for many years, it is inevitable that your temperament will change after you go back, and the Song family will not be suspicious." Huijin said some of the truth and no longer used Buddhist principles and Zen to persuade her to stay in the temple.

Song Ruoxi's eyes were slightly dark, and not everyone could accept the resurrection of the corpse. Maybe she would be burned to death by being a demon and a monster, with a sad expression and looking down at the booklet.

"The Boudoir Law is a precept that every boudoir woman must follow. You can write it down carefully. After a while, the teacher will find someone to teach you something."

Song Ruoxi looked up at Huijin, understanding that the temple could not protect her for too long and would eventually return to the Song family. What would happen if it was going to be in the inner courtyard of the deep house? Unexpectedly, she sighed lightly and said with a chance: "I understand! I will study hard."

Huijin nodded slightly.

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