Fierce Love: Bringing Wife Home

"Oh?" Quan Shaoqing raised an eyebrow. "What have you realized?"

"A single flower embodies an entire world, a single leaf represents the Tathagata, flowers bloom green in spring, leaves fall in autumn, the boundless Prajna heart is free, silence and movement reveal the natural state."

Quan Shaoqing scanned her up and down, clearly disbelieving, and continued with a skeptical tone, "What else?"

"The Buddha said: ’If we had no debt to repay from a previous life, how could we have met in this one!’"

Quan Shaoqing looked at her serious face and couldn’t help but laugh. "Where did you hear all this from? It’s quite interesting. Anything else?"

Gu Xiaoxi tilted her head in thought, recalling what Yi Haoran had said, and recited step by step, "When destiny arrives, it will go; when it congregates, it will disperse; when it arises, it will grow; when it falls, it will extinguish; all phenomena arise from conditions—all are bound by fate. Destiny when it arrives is decreed by heaven; when it leaves, it’s seized by man; such is the cause we plant, such is the effect we reap, all is created by the mind."

Quan Shaoqing suddenly laughed out loud, struck by a bittersweet feeling.

His voice was cheerful, unable to suppress his amusement, he asked, "Have you understood it all?"

Gu Xiaoxi rolled her eyes at him, glaring with a sullen face, "If I had understood it all, I could become an immortal."

It was a pity that even if Yi Haoran recited it to her every day, she couldn’t comprehend the meaning!