Chapter 281: This World Is Not Worth It
“Aunt, if my husband knew I found his biological aunt, he would definitely be very happy,” Qin Luoxia said, somewhat excitedly.
Princess Huiyun:…If he knows about this in the afterlife, he probably would be.
“Aunt, in a few days, I will bring my husband to see you.”
Princess Huiyun:…No need, no need to dig him out, that’s too terrifying. It’s better for him to rest in peace. This niece-in-law is just too enthusiastic.
Without status or title, she even brought her child here to perform a Dharma Ritual. If she hadn’t run into her, she would probably have spent her whole life living in hiding.
Princess Huiyun originally didn’t want to get involved in the affairs of the Crown Prince or the imperial princes. After all, those were her brother’s family matters. She had survived precisely because she didn’t meddle in other people’s business. But right now, she couldn’t help it. After all, seeing that little girl who looked so similar to her, she still felt a sense of compassion.
Her imperial brother’s temperament had changed drastically and terrifyingly in recent years. Or perhaps, in Princess Huiyun’s eyes, her imperial brother had always been terribly absurd and frightening.
Princess Huiyun had been beautiful since birth, possessing unparalleled looks and a free-spirited nature; she was the most favored princess of the dynasty. Yet, she hadn’t expected that after her imperial brother became the Emperor, he would be even more unbridled than she was. Moreover, she discovered that the way her imperial brother looked at her was a bit frightening.
She was born as the most noble woman in the world, and her imperial father had given her everything she wanted. She also deserved the best. Once, every move she made was at the forefront of the entire nation’s fashion. Everyone imitated her; everyone took pride in resembling her. The things she did were also very unconventional. However, unconventional as they were, they didn’t include having an incestuous affair with her own brother. Even dating a monk would have been better than being with her brother.
And so, Princess Huiyun had set her sights on the young monk, Master Jingjue. Master Jingjue was just as his name suggested—quiet and peerlessly beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, making anyone who saw him fall in love. Even Princess Huiyun, who was adored by thousands, had fallen for him. Perhaps it was because Princess Huiyun had been placed on too high a pedestal, with all men easily within her reach, that she wanted the one she couldn’t have.
Master Jingjue was being raised as a Buddha’s son in the temple, having grown up there since childhood, proficient in Buddhist teachings and various scriptures. Princess Huiyun was the royal family’s precious princess, while Master Jingjue was effectively the Buddhist sect’s precious princess. Who could refuse an innocent, charming, and peerlessly beautiful little princess? Even Master Jingjue, who had grown up chanting Buddhist scriptures and eating vegetarian food, couldn’t refuse.
The result after the two fell in love was naturally that they were not tolerated by the world. Her imperial brother, who had already become the Emperor, didn’t allow it, and the Buddhist sect didn’t allow it either. Both sides struck down at once. Master Jingjue returned to the Buddhist sect, and after being brutally suppressed, he was taken abroad by his master to seek Buddhist scriptures. The Emperor directly recruited a consort for the princess, forcing her to marry.
The consort was also a handsome young man, looking refined and obedient, with a pleasant way of speaking and meticulous in his actions. After marrying the princess, although he knew the princess was unwilling, he let her hit and scold him; his temperament was very good. He quickly healed the heartbroken princess. The princess was just a bit unbridled and willful, but she wasn’t bad at heart.
Just as she was slowly beginning to accept the consort, she discovered that the consort was completely impotent; he wasn’t a physically sound man at all. The Emperor’s intentions had surprisingly remained unchanged for years; he still wanted to treat her as his private property. It was simply insane. The consort her imperial brother had personally chosen for her was also a scam.
The proud princess was depressed and was driven to the brink of madness. Then she discovered she was pregnant, suffered a difficult labor, and the child died as soon as it was born. Her madness flared up again. She repeatedly self-harmed and disfigured herself, eventually becoming what she was now—the originator of extreme sports, playing all kinds of dangerous activities. She wasn’t afraid of death; it would be fine if she died, and it didn’t matter if she lived. Anyway, there was no one left in this world she cared about.
As for who the current consort and heir of the Princess’s Mansion were, she didn’t want to care. Of course, the Emperor still cared a lot about Princess Huiyun. If anyone’s whispers in the Emperor’s ear were effective right now, Princess Huiyun would certainly be among them.
Princess Huiyun looked at this woman—a face like a Big Goose egg, big eyes, a high nose bridge, thick black eyebrows, and a tall, sturdy figure—and was very satisfied with the taste of her deceased nephew. When choosing a woman, one should choose this type. Being easy to bear children was secondary; the key was that she looked cheerful and magnanimous. Living with someone like this could make one live a few years longer.
It wouldn’t work with her; she was pretentious, she was very dramatic, and she couldn’t even bear children. In fact, she knew that even if her brother hadn’t broken her and Master Jingjue apart, they wouldn’t have been able to live a good life together. It was only because they were separated that it seemed precious, and memories of it were all beautiful.
Moreover, she wasn’t steadfast. When she left Master Jingjue, and Master Jingjue was locked in a tower with no light, she had surprisingly fallen for the consort very quickly. She couldn’t figure out whether she truly loved Master Jingjue or not. It was just that the last time Master Jingjue saw her, she was lying on the consort’s lap, watching the stars and the moon.
In that darkness, the monk named Master Jingjue watched quietly and resolutely. For the woman he loved, the Buddha’s son had faced death countless times, braved the world’s most grueling trials, walked out of that pagoda, and returned bathed in blood. His monk’s robe was blackened, covered in blood. Yet the woman he cherished and loved was lying on her husband’s lap with her stomach slightly rounded, her voice still innocent and charming.
She said, “Husband, look at that cloud, doesn’t it look like a rabbit? A big white rabbit.”
When they first met, she had said, “Hey, that monk, you look just like the rabbit I raised, a big white rabbit.”
What is love in this world that it causes one’s heart to be torn to pieces, and ends all bonds of love and duty?
Princess Huiyun watched as she packed her weapons back onto her body one by one, her gaze uncharacteristically gentle. “Little Qin, why don’t you bring your child and move in with me?”
Qin Luoxia shook her head. “No, Aunt, I want to live with my husband. Or how about you move in with us?”
Upon hearing this, Princess Huiyun could no longer hold back her tears, which burst forth. “You fool, you silly fool, you big fool.”
She hugged this lively and sturdy woman tightly. You fool. You fool. The person is already dead. What are you guarding? It’s not worth it. This world is not worth it.
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