He Lean was not at all at ease, not at all reassured, not at all relieved, and not at all satisfied as she looked at her carriage, which was specifically prepared for her by the Duke of Yue.

  "Ill just continue staying in that small room at the back kitchen." She turned around and was about to leave the luxurious and exquisite bedroom in front of her.

  Marquis Yue grasped her thin arm, saying: "Its not that I dont want to believe you, but you have a record of escaping. Im worried that youll lose your mind and run away again, so I can only trouble myself to personally supervise you."

  "I wont run away." He Lan promised, pointing to the sky and swearing to the earth.

  "You and I are both men, and youre also a noble guest of the Wang Fu, temporarily staying in the adjacent wing of my house. Its not a big deal." The Duke of Yue seemed to smile and said: "Or should I say, this little monk of yours doesnt have enough self-control, afraid that hell be dazzled by wealth and glory, and it will be hard for him to return to Xiang Guo Temple to endure the hardships of poverty? Actually, theres nothing to worry about. The salary of our chef in the Wang Fu is famous in the capital for being very good."

  He Lean looked at him calmly and said, "Our Xiangguo Temple is the richest temple in the Buddhist world. We live a simple life, but we are not poor or bitter. Every day, we recite scriptures, chant Buddhas name, go out to beg for alms, fetch water, chop wood, plow fields, and plant vegetables. Each of these tasks is a spiritual exercise that cleanses our minds."

  "Since you wont be dazzled by the wealth and glory in front of you," Duke Yues smile deepened as he gently tapped her smooth head, saying: "This little light bulb is unusually firm. Since it has come, then let it be, when it comes, then enjoy it."

  The master gave her a Dharma name Anle, hoping that she would be at peace when she came and joyful when she was for it.

  "What difference does it make whether its a humble little room or a luxurious bedroom? To me, theyre all the same. But I prefer to live next to the kitchen."

  "This is simple, my courtyard also has a kitchen." The Duke of Yue smiled charmingly and interrupted her, not giving her time to refute, pulling her towards the kitchen... next to the large bedroom.

  So, He Lean officially moved into the humble princes mansion... the Duke of Yues courtyard, and refused the maids personal service, threatening to leave on horseback. She sat on the soft, familiar yet strange big bed, thinking of the male voice she heard on the street.

  That man was the first and only one who truly cared for her, but he was ruthlessly killed by her, blinded by greed. She still vaguely remembers that his parents would have died in a shipwreck on their way back to the capital in just a months time. Now that she has been reborn, should she make amends for the mistakes of her past life? What did Master mean by saying "to be joyful and carefree"?

  Just as I was spacing out, there came a knock at the door.

  He Lean opened the door, and the beautiful maid smiled: "Little Shifu, the princess and King Yue of Guang have something urgent to attend to outside. King Yue ordered that you rest well today, and the maids will bring dinner to you in the evening. If theres anything special youd like to eat, you can also tell the maids."

  "Dont be polite, Im not picky about food and dont have any special preferences, anything is fine."

  The maid said: "Master can just call me Fang Ruo from now on."

  He Lean saw off Fang Rui, and just as he turned to go back inside to pack his bags, the door creaked open again. A beautifully made-up but furious face flashed before his eyes. Before she could speak, a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old said: "Youre that little monk who bewitched the King of Yue?"