Chapter 317 Beautiful Spider Spirit VS Cold and Ascetic Monk 21
Yu Yao nodded slightly, looking at the two children beside her, thinking about what names to give them.

Dugu Bai, Dugu Min, Dugu Rui...

I thought of several names but was not satisfied with any of them.

Her thoughts suddenly drifted to Dugu Ye, and she asked in shock: "Tongtong, you said Xuanji is the son of the imperial concubine, and his last name is Dugu, so doesn't that mean Dugu Ye is also a prince? Or is it just a coincidence?"

"Haha, he's more than just a prince. Dugu Ye is also the crown prince, the legitimate son of the queen. Let me tell you another truth. Concubine Min was secretly killed by the queen."

The system never stops making shocking statements and drops another bombshell.

Yu Yao was completely numb with shock.

Suddenly, I had the illusion that the male protagonist from the previous plane was about to fight with the male protagonist from the current plane.

She trembled all over, subconsciously looked at the two children beside her, and said worriedly: "Tongtong, Dugu is the national surname, so if I name the two children Dugu, will that be a bad idea?"

"What's wrong with that? Although the royal family has the surname Dugu, can't ordinary people have this surname? The system said speechlessly.

"Ok."

She didn't ask any more questions and continued to think of suitable names for the two children.

After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to name An An Dugu Rui, which means smart and wise.

Youyou is called Dugumin, which means smart and clever.

Because she was a widow in the eyes of others, and had no relatives and knew no one, the baptism ceremonies of her two children were not held in a grand manner.

A simple ceremony was held at home.

Aunt Zhou brought a basin of warm water and sprinkled some flower petals with good meanings into the water.

She gently put Dugu Rui into the water.

Dugu Rui seemed to sense this special moment and did not cry. Instead, his little eyes looked around curiously.

Aunt Zhou gently washed Dugu Rui's body while whispering words of blessing: "May little Ruirui live a peaceful and smooth life, be smart and wise, and be free from disasters and troubles."

Goudan watched curiously from the side, with his eyes wide open, and said innocently: "Wow, little brother is so good, he will definitely be as good as grandpa in the future."

Zhou Bole laughed and gently touched Goudan's head, "Goudan, from now on, call me Master. Do you understand?"

Although the lady is very kind to their family, she cannot break the rules.

It would be bad if people felt that you were taking advantage of them.

Goudan looked up at Zhou Bo and nodded, not quite understanding what he meant.

After washing, Aunt Zhou wrapped Dugu Rui in a soft cloth and placed him in a small cradle that had been prepared nearby.

Next is Dugu Min.

Dugu Min was much more lively than his brother. He was waving his arms and legs and was even swimming.

Zhou Bo watched from the side and laughed, "Haha, the young lady is quite lively and active."

Goudan said innocently: "Grandma, my sister... is she paddling?"

Goudan wanted to call her sister, but then he changed his words after remembering what his grandfather said. However, he didn't know how to address her, so he changed it to "she".

"Haha, yes, Miss is the smartest."

Aunt Zhou smiled and continued, "Little Minmin, I hope you will be smart, lively and lovely, and happy all your life."

After cleaning, he was wrapped up and placed in another cradle just like Dugu Rui.

The third baptism ceremony is held in the house.

Yu Yao lay on the couch and watched, covered with thick quilts, with a gentle look on her face and a maternal glow all over her body.

Time passed day by day, and soon the two children were one month old.

The full moon banquet was also not a big one. We just prepared a table of good wine and food at home. There was no distinction between master and servant, and everyone sat together to eat.

It's quite lively.

During the meal, she thought of Xuan Ji, the father of the two children. A trace of longing flashed through her eyes, and she said to Zhou Bo: "Zhou Bo, go to Wanfo Temple and donate some supplies to the temple in the name of the two children, and add two incense money, just as a prayer for the children."

She really wanted to pray for the two children, and at the same time, she also wanted to find out about Xuan Ji's intentions.

I want to see if that man is still in seclusion in the back mountain.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bo quickly put down his chopsticks and asked with a puzzled look, "Madam, there is a temple near Lianhua County, and it is also very spiritual. Why do you have to go so far to the Wanfo Temple?"

The Wanfo Temple is not close to here. Even if you take a horse carriage, it will take several days to go back and forth.

He didn't understand why his wife insisted on going there. Was it because the Wanfo Temple was more famous?
Yu Yao frowned and said slowly, "The Wanfo Temple is well-known far and wide, with many worshippers and many accomplished monks. If we go there, I think it will be more effective and we can pray better for the two children."

After hearing this, Zhou Bo nodded without thinking too much. The Wanfo Temple was indeed well-known far and wide, and was considered the most popular temple in Dayu State.

"Uncle Zhou, when you get there, ask the holy monk Xuanji to see if he is still in seclusion in the back mountain."

She remembered something and reminded him again: "If he is out of retreat, there is no need to go to see him, let alone tell him about his two children. Just ask if he is out of retreat."

Zhou Bo looked at her in confusion when he heard this. Didn't the lady's husband die on the front line? How did he have anything to do with the Xuanji Saint Monk of the Wanfo Temple?

And he asked me not to meet him or tell him about the child?
Could it be…

The father of the young master and young lady is the holy monk Xuanji?
Zhou Bo was shocked by his own idea, but he was tactful enough not to ask any more questions and secretly took note of his wife's instructions.

A few days later, he set off and embarked on the journey to Wanfo Temple.

By the time Zhou Bo arrived at the foot of the Wanfo Temple, several days had passed.

The mountain road is rugged and winding, shrouded in clouds and mist, as if every step is stepping into the boundary between fairyland and the mortal world.

Along the way, he met many pilgrims who were also heading to the Wanfo Temple, some carrying incense on their shoulders, some holding offerings in their hands, and everyone's face was filled with piety and expectation.

It was dusk when we reached the top of the mountain. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the ancient temple, giving it a faint golden glow.

The bells in the temple ring melodiously, and the monks are either chanting or meditating, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

Following Yu Yao's instructions, Zhou Bo first donated the supplies and incense money he brought to the monk in charge of the temple, and explained his purpose of coming, which was to pray for the two children.

After hearing this, the monk in charge clasped his hands together, chanted Buddhist mantras, accepted the donation with gratitude, and promised to chant sutras and pray for the two children.

Afterwards, Zhou Bo found a seemingly kind little monk and asked in a low voice about the whereabouts of the holy monk Xuan Ji.

"Young Master, may I ask if the Holy Monk Xuanji is still practicing in seclusion in the back mountains?"

The tone sounded respectful and sincere.

Upon hearing this, the young monk smiled and said, "Donor, you may not know that Master Xuanji has been out of retreat for several months, but now his whereabouts are uncertain. Sometimes he preaches in the temple, and sometimes he travels around to save sentient beings. However, Master Xuanji seems to be meditating in the temple's meditation room recently. If you are lucky, you may be able to see him."

When Zhou Bo heard that the holy monk Xuan Ji had come out of seclusion, he already had the answer in his mind and did not continue asking.

He clasped his hands together and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master, for telling me."

After saying this, he turned and went down the mountain without staying at the Wanfo Temple.

In the Wanfo Temple, in the Zen room in the back mountain, between the morning bells and evening drums, the years are peaceful, but it is difficult to hide the waves in Xuan Ji's heart.

Since that day of retreat, he has tried to cleanse the dust in his heart with Buddhism, but he always recalls that gentle face in the dead of night.

"Master, Jueming wants to see you."

Just then, the respectful voice of the little monk came from outside the door, interrupting Xuan Ji's meditation.

"come in."

Xuan Ji opened his thin lips slightly, his voice indifferent and cold.

Jueming pushed the door open and walked in, holding a list in his hand, and said happily: "Master, today the temple received a generous donation, including supplies and money. It was Madam Yu from Lianhua County who prayed for the two newborn children. Madam Yu is really a kind person, just as generous as the original Miss Yu."

"Mrs. Yu?"

When Xuan Ji heard this, his heart trembled violently. This name was like thunder, instantly pulling him back to reality from his state of meditation.

He tried to calm down and asked, "Who is this Madam Yu?"

Jueming scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed: "Master, it was Madam Yu's servant who came to donate, and did not reveal Madam Yu's specific identity. However, he left the names and birth characters of the two children, saying that he hoped the monks in the temple could chant sutras and pray for them."

He did not associate Madam Yu with the spider spirit that lived in the temple back then.

I just thought that the two people had the same surname and didn't think much about it.

Xuan Ji took the note handed to him by Jueming and his eyes lingered on the two children's names and birth dates for a moment.

Is this birth time?
He couldn't help but think of the beautiful night that happened by the Zhoujiazhuang River.

If she was pregnant, the date would coincide with the birth time of the two children.

My mother's last name is Yu...

Xuan Ji was stunned, shook his head and laughed, thinking that he must be possessed by a demon.

If she was pregnant and gave birth to a child, why didn't she tell me?
Maybe it's just a coincidence.

He pinched the note in his hand, and for some unknown reason, he said, "In that case, let me be in charge of chanting sutras and praying for the child. This can be regarded as a way to repay Madam Yu's kindness."

When Jueming heard this, he smiled and said, "Master, be merciful. Those two children are blessed."

Master’s Buddhist teachings are boundless, and the effect will naturally be better if he personally recites the sutras and prays for blessings.