Chapter 217 Loss of Money

Chapter 217: Loss

Yan Sanhe continued speaking.

"She took off her nun's robe before she died, combed her hair and painted her eyebrows in front of the mirror, applied rouge, and wore her most beautiful jewelry, while you..."

Yan Sanhe's voice suddenly turned cold.

"After she passed away, you changed her back into her nun's robe, removed her jewelry, and wiped off the rouge. Her thoughts alone were not enough to turn into a demon; it was your actions that caused her unrest after death."

The culprit was actually me!

Hui Ru's legs gave way, and she knelt straight down in front of Yan Sanhe, muttering, "Was it I who harmed her?"

Pei Xiao's heart was pounding in his throat.

"Sanhe, do you mean that failing to follow the deceased's wishes for their funeral can summon their inner demons?"

Did I not explain it clearly just now?

Yan Sanhe looked at Pei Xiao as if he were a fool, "Have you never heard that the deceased should be respected?"

"I have!"

Pei Xiao pointed at Hui Ru and quickly shifted the blame, "She hasn't!"

Yan Sanhe squatted down and looked coldly into Hui Ru's eyes.

"I don't resolve inner demons without reason. Think carefully about what price you are willing to pay to close her coffin. When you've decided, come find me."

"Miss Yan."

Hui Ru's face turned red and purple from shouting, "I only ask you one question."

"Go ahead."

"Is it true that if her coffin cannot be closed, she will continue walking like this?"

"Yes!"

"Then there's no need to think further."

A determined look flashed in Hui Ru's eyes, "Water Moon Nunnery is poor and has no wealth. All I have is my life."

This time, it was Yan Sanhe's turn to be shocked, "Would you give up your life for her?"

Hui Ru nodded without hesitation, "Yes!"

A spark ignited in Yan Sanhe's clear black eyes, "Why?"

"Mirror flowers and moon in water, bitterly lingering."

Hui Ru's tone carried an indescribable sense of weariness, "As the Buddha said, 'If I do not enter hell, who will?'"

Yan Sanhe: "What is your relationship with her?"

Hui Ru: "No relation, we are both nuns, both suffering souls."

Yan Sanhe looked at her, then picked up the rosary beads on the ground after a moment of silence, "Can I have these rosary beads?"

Hui Ru, unsure of her intentions, nodded blankly.

Yan Sanhe slowly stood up, "I will resolve this inner demon. Meet me at the gate of Water Moon Nunnery when it gets dark."

"Are you going to resolve it right now?"

Pei Xiao: "She hasn't paid yet!"

Yan Sanhe waved the rosary beads in her hand, "This is payment."

Pei Xiao: "..."

He sighed deeply inside: Well, this trip is likely another loss. My wife doesn't even try to earn more dowry money!

Yan Sanhe, unaware of Pei Xiao's thoughts, looked at Hui Ru.

"If it's convenient, let the Fourth Lady stay at Water Moon Nunnery for purification. The Buddha helps those who are destined; whether she has this fate depends on her own karma, but the doors of the temple should always be open."

Hui Ru got up from the ground and clasped her hands in front of Yan Sanhe.

"Amitabha, it is I who was attached to form. The Fourth Lady can enter Water Moon Nunnery today."

"Go!"

"I will wait for Miss Yan at the gate of the nunnery."

Hui Ru bowed to Yan Sanhe and turned to open the door.

Pei Xiao, with sharp eyes, noticed tears welling up in the old nun's eyes.

A person who has renounced worldly attachments crying—how rare.

Curious, he walked up to Yan Sanhe and whispered, "What did you do to her with that finger?"

"You talk too much!"

"But I'm curious. If I don't get an answer, I won't be able to sleep tonight. Don't you care?"

I do!

Yan Sanhe: "Retire, Minister Pei."

This icy tone is exactly what Minister Pei loves!

It's driving him mad with frustration!

The sparks in Pei Xiao's eyes were almost uncontrollable.

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan!"

At this moment, Ji Hui rushed in and knelt before Yan Sanhe without a word, about to express her gratitude, when Yan Sanhe's cold gaze fell upon her.

"Sixth Miss, don't kneel so easily. Kneeling too often makes one weak."

"I..."

"Buyan, see them out!"

"Yes!"

"Manager Xie, come in."

"I..."

Being called by name was more shocking to Manager Xie than being struck by lightning.

Without hesitation, he hurried in, "Miss Yan, what can I do for you?"

Yan Sanhe crooked her finger, signaling him to come closer.

For some reason, Manager Xie's legs felt as soft as cotton.

As he approached, before he could think of what to say, an arm landed on his shoulder.

Manager Xie jumped in fright, "Yan, Yan..."

"You know what I do."

Manager Xie nodded vigorously.

"You should also know what I'm going to do next."

Manager Xie continued nodding.

"Three things, listen carefully."

Yan Sanhe's expression was particularly serious and solemn.

"First, prepare two fast horses for me and Li Buyan; second, inform the matriarch; third, over the next few months, I will be frequently entering and leaving Xie Mansion. You need not concern yourself with it; continue treating me as if I were dead."

Could she not use the word 'dead'?

It's unsettling.

"Miss Yan, any other instructions?"

Yan Sanhe released her grip, "No, go ahead."

Manager Xie ran off faster than a rabbit.

Goodness!

If I ever feel curious about her again, I'll slap myself!

Too scary!

...

The Water Moon Nunnery is located at the foot of West Mountain.

West Mountain is part of the Taihang Mountain range, stretching endlessly into the distance.

To avoid Pei Xiao, Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan set off quietly before sunset.

Recently, Minister Pei had been visiting Jingsi Residence every day.

Today, he brought candied fruits; tomorrow, it would be some fruit. He was as warm as the weather.

And as if that wasn't enough, he would call out "Sanhe, Sanhe" whenever he saw her.

Who gave him permission to call her Sanhe!

They arrived at the entrance of Water Moon Nunnery just as the sky began to darken.

Hui Ru was already waiting there.

Yan Sanhe dismounted from her horse and noticed two people sitting on the stone bench under a large tree, causing her face to change instantly.

"Oh!"

Li Buyan chuckled, covering her mouth but speaking loud enough for everyone to hear, "Looks like they're still haunting us."

Pei Xiao nudged Xie Zhifei: Are you talking about me or him?

Xie Zhifei: You!

Pei Xiao: Why me?

Xie Zhifei: "Just because I look good."

Pei Xiao: "Damn!"

Xie Zhifei stood up and walked to Yan Sanhe, a roguish smile appearing on his face.

"You two will surely be investigating until the dead of night. The West Gate closes at the third watch, and I was afraid you wouldn't be able to get back, so as soon as I finished with the Military Commandery, I hurried over."

Seeing that Yan Sanhe's face showed no expression, he sighed, "I've been busy all day and haven't even had lunch. I'm starving!"

Yan Sanhe looked at Pei Xiao: "Has he been drinking?"

Pei Xiao: "Nope!"

"Not drinking, yet he's acting like a spoiled child!" Yan Sanhe shook her head. "Lord Xie, mind your image."

Lord Xie's dimples appeared and disappeared with his smile.

Smile my ass!

Yan Sanhe gritted her teeth.