Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 101 Meeting Master Fan

Daiyu slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying in a meditation room in the temple, surrounded by the faint scent of sandalwood.

She moved her body slightly and felt a little sore, but it was nothing serious.

At this moment, she heard Xiaowan's anxious voice beside her: "Girl, you finally woke up! How do you feel? I was really scared just now."

Xiaowan walked quickly to the bedside and looked at Daiyu with concern.

Daiyu struggled to sit up and said to Xiaowan with a smile, "I'm fine. It's just that it was the first time I saw someone die next to me, and I was a little scared.

Xiaowan, what about those men in black? Did they hurt anyone?

Xiao Wan shook her head, still holding the fear from before, and said helplessly: "The situation was too chaotic at the time, after that person caught us.

Suddenly a monk appeared and started fighting with the group of men in black.

Later, the people left behind by the prince and the two monks drove away the men in black.

The group of men in black saw that everyone knew some Kung Fu, and since several of their men had died, they quickly ran away."

Daiyu felt relieved and said thankfully, "It's okay. Are we safe now?"

Xiaowan nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, girl, we were rescued. It was the last monk who brought us to the meditation room!"

Daiyu looked at Xiaowan in shock and said softly, "It's all right now. Everyone is fine."

Xiao Wan's eyes were slightly red, and she choked up and said, "Miss, the prince is not around. Fortunately, you are okay, otherwise how can we explain to the prince!"

Just as the master and servant were talking, the monk from last night came in.

When Daiyu saw him, she couldn't help feeling grateful.

She walked forward gently and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life." She also bowed deeply to the monk.

The old man looked at Daiyu with a deep expression, stroking his snow-white beard. "As a monk, you should be compassionate. This is what I should do."

The old monk turned around and asked, "Girl, I haven't asked your name yet?"

Daiyu looked at him in confusion. We met by chance, and this old man asked me what my name meant.

Seeing that Daiyu did not answer, the monk did not continue asking.

Instead, he told her: "There have been some flower thieves recently, selling young girls to brothels.

If you don't mind, you can stay here for the time being."

In fact, Lin Daiyu has always had a question in her mind. She wanted to ask the old monk whether two girls had come to this temple some time ago.

However, when she opened her mouth, she found that the words were stuck in her throat and she could not utter them.

The old monk noticed her hesitation and seemed to understand her inner struggle.

So he silently handed a silk handkerchief to Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu gently took the handkerchief and slowly unfolded it.

She was surprised to find a diary wrapped inside the silk handkerchief.

She looked at the diary carefully and suddenly realized that this was her father's diary.

She raised her head and looked at the old monk in front of her with astonishment, her eyes full of confusion.

She eagerly began searching her body for the diary, but no matter how hard she tried, she could find no trace of it.

Lin Daiyu couldn't help feeling depressed. Did she accidentally lose that important diary? She pondered secretly.

Finally, she decided to open the diary in her hand. When she turned the pages and saw her father's familiar handwriting and the letter, the mystery in her heart was gradually solved.

She suddenly realized that she had accidentally lost the diary before, and the one in front of her was her father's diary.

"Miss, I don't understand. Did you lose Brother Lin's diary and letters?" the old monk suddenly asked seriously.

Daiyu nodded and said softly, "Well, I lost it by accident."

The old man then asked, "What is your relationship with Brother Lin?"

Daiyu still didn't want to answer, but Xiaowan rushed in and said, "Lin Ruhai is our daughter's father!"

“Xiao Wan, you…” Daiyu looked at Xiao Wan angrily.

"Girl, it's already this late, and you're clearly worried about your two girls.

"We've been looking for her in many places, why don't you tell the master now?" Xiaowan said, and then told the old monk the whole story.

The old monk looked Daiyu up and down, and suddenly with tears in his eyes he said, "Brother Lin and I are sworn brothers. My travel expenses to Beijing for the imperial examination were all sponsored by Brother Lin."

If you are really Brother Lin's daughter, then you are my child!"

Daiyu could only say calmly, "My mother is the daughter of Duke Rong of Jia's family, and my father is Lin Ruhai, a salt collector. I am their only daughter, Lin Daiyu."

The old monk looked at Daiyu, whose face was like the moon in the spring morning, whose complexion was as white as the spring snow, whose heart was more intelligent than Bi Gan, and whose body was three times thinner than Xi Shi because of her illness. She was undoubtedly the descendant of Brother Lin.

He looked at Daiyu as if she had found a treasure, and could not help but burst into tears. He sighed and said, "When I entered the court as an official, I was framed and imprisoned.

It was your father who went around looking for connections and evidence to exonerate me."

The old monk continued, "Later, my affairs were resolved. I saw through the intrigues and deceit of the officialdom and the fame and fortune of the world, and I became a monk.

I changed my name to Liaofan and stopped caring about worldly affairs.

Only then did Daiyu understand the relationship between her father and Master Luofan, and the master she had been looking for was right before her.

She was suddenly filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy. She was happy because her father was a good person and there were people helping him wherever he went. She was sad because her parents had passed away early, leaving her all alone.

The old monk suddenly sighed: "Poor Brother Lin, he died young, leaving behind only this girl, his only child. Alas...

He seemed to remember something and looked at Lin Daiyu: "Miss, your maid just said you were here to look for someone. What's going on?"

Daiyu quickly faked her own death and was transported to the cemetery in Suzhou by Jia Lian. She then told the old monk about her separation from the two maids.

Daiyu said with tears in her eyes: "My two maids have not been found yet.

They know about my letters and must have come to our temple.

I want to know a clue, even if it's just a little bit, I will go to them."

The old monk nodded and replied, "I am originally a person outside the mortal world, but Brother Lin is like a father and a brother to me.

How about this, you guys stay here for a while.

I will ask the monks in the temple, if they really have been here, and try to go down the mountain to find out where they are. "

After the old monk left, Daiyu watched his figure walking farther and farther away. She didn't know what kind of person he was.

But he has kind eyes and a smile, so he can't be a bad person in any way.

Just trust him for now. If you can find Zijuan and the others, go ahead. If not, I will pack up the old house and go back to the palace.

She missed the prince a little, but things had come to this point, and she couldn't bear not to find them.

Daiyu gently clasped her hands together and prayed silently, hoping that everything would go smoothly and that she could see Zijuan soon.