Crazy criticizes the regent for reading my mind and his character collapses

"Let's go, we still have to see Hu Zi." Nan Xi said.

Huzi is in Wan'an Temple and makes trouble every time he wakes up.

The child seemed to be stimulated and wouldn't let anyone get close until he saw Nan Xi.

"Sister Nan!"

He suddenly threw himself into Nan Xi's arms, as if he finally saw someone he could trust, and burst into tears.

"Sister Nan, where is mother? I want mother."

He is too young to understand the meaning of death.

All I know is that my mother hasn’t hugged him or coaxed him for a long time.

Nan Xi hugged Hu Zi, his nose and heart felt sore at the same time.

It is very pitiful for such a young child to lose his grandmother first and then his mother.

"Huzi, be good. Mom has gone to a far away place and it will take a long, long time to come back. Huzi is a man, so you must be strong, eat on time, sleep well, and stay healthy until Mom comes back to you. Do you understand?"

Wen Ying did not agree with Nan Xi's approach. After Huzi finally fell asleep, he whispered: "He will know sooner or later. It is better to tell him earlier and let him accept the reality as soon as possible than to cherish a dream that can never be realized. .”

"mother!"

Huzi, who had just woken up, had another nightmare. He sat up crying and stretched out his hands to grab Nan Xi's hand. His crying gradually subsided when he held Nan Xi's hand. When he fell asleep again, he did not let go of his hand. Holding Nan Xi's hand tightly.

Seeing this, Wen Ying couldn't bear it anymore.

"When I catch the bastard who set the fire, I will cut off his tendons and hamstrings so that he can feel the pain!"

Nan Xi was also very angry. While helping Hu Zi to cover himself with quilt, he took a piece of his hair and held it in his palm.

The door of the Zen room opened and Master Wu Fang walked in.

It is said that he has not come down from the top of the mountain for a long time.

"Grandmaster."

Nan Xi and Wen Ying both stood up and nodded to him.

Because Nan Xi's hand was still tightly held by Hu Zi, his posture seemed strange.

Master Wu Fang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

His eyes curved into crescent moons, "The female benefactor is pure and kind-hearted, so she will be blessed. This child is destined to be in this temple. The old monk is short of a disciple. If the female benefactor is at ease, please give the child to the old monk."

Nan Xi hesitated, "Let him become a monk?"

She didn't think it was bad to be a monk, but she said, "Should I wait until he wakes up and ask him what he means?"

Although Huzi may not understand, he still has to ask.

Master Wu Fang smiled and said, "Amitabha, don't worry, female benefactor, Hu Zi worships me as his teacher and can be a lay disciple. When he grows up and understands all things, we can then decide whether to be ordained."

After that, he stepped forward and put his hand on Huzi's hand. Surprisingly, Huzi actually let go of Nan Xi's hand and held Master Wufang's instead.

So, fate is really a very wonderful thing.

When Nan Xi and Wen Ying left Wan'an Temple, they happened to see Prince Gong's carriage parked at the door.

Gong Huijun was angrily scolding a young monk who was sweeping the floor.

"How dare you ignore the questions this princess asked you? Do you believe that I will report to the queen mother that you will not be able to become a monk?"

The little monk was trembling and kept saying "Amitabha".

Gong Huijun was tired of hearing this, "Are you finished? I, the princess, ask you if the emperor is here!"

"Amitabha." How could the young monk dare to reveal the emperor's whereabouts easily?
There is no other way but to keep saying 'Amitabha'.

Gong Huijun was so angry that he raised his hand to hit someone.

The raised hand was caught in mid-air.

Wen Ying's speed was very fast, and she was in front of Gong Huijun in the blink of an eye. She pinched her wrist and said, "Buddhist Pure Land, I advise you to be careful in your words and deeds." Where has Gong Huijun ever suffered such grievances?

I just wanted to lose my temper, but my wrist was pinched so much that it hurt, my facial features almost shifted, and my face turned pale.

"You...let me go quickly...if you dare to hurt this princess, I must tell the Queen Mother..."

Wen Ying snorted coldly, "Princess? I only saw a villain who tried to murder Master Wan'an Temple."

"I... I just won't hit him. Let me go!" Gong Huijun rarely gave in, mainly because it hurt too much.

When she goes back, she must tell her father and report to the Queen Mother. She wants this woman to regret what she has done now!
Wen Ying saw her thoughts at a glance, and let go of her with a 'hum'.

Suddenly relieved of his strength, Gong Huijun took two steps back, covering his still aching wrist, and glared at Wen Ying.

"If you dare to hurt this princess, you will be jailed and punished!"

Wen Ying was not afraid, "Who can prove that I hurt you?"

Gong Huijun raised her wrist and was about to reveal the wound, but found that it was still white and there was not even a trace of redness or swelling.

"how can that be?"

She was clearly in so much pain just now.

Wen Ying said, "Idiot," and then pulled Nan Xi away with him.

Nan Xi was also curious, "Wen Ying, how did you do that just now? She obviously seemed to be in pain, but there were no scars at all."

Wen Ying smiled and said: "This is what my master taught me. It can cause pain to the other party without leaving any traces. However, it can only deal with such a person who has no ability and is strong on the outside. As long as the other party knows some skills and can fight back. , or if internal force is used, it will leave traces."

Nan Xi once again realized the profoundness of Kung Fu.

After returning to the government office, Nan Xi found Tang Jingjing: "Sir, can you interrogate Zhang Fuyin again?"

Tang Jingjing was in trouble: "Miss Nan, Zhang Fuyin has a military position. There is no proof. I can't summon him again and again. After all, although I am the Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture, I have no official title." Speak softly."

Nan Xi understood and turned back to find Li Qingmo.

"Master, I want to see Zhang Fuyin."

Li Qingmo was originally quite happy to see Nan Xi come back early, but after hearing these words, all the good mood immediately faded.

"What are you doing seeing him?" Li Qingmo stretched out his hand and pulled the person over.

This close distance can make his restless heart a little more stable.

[Because I need one of his hairs. 】

"Because I want to ask him about the Yang family again to see if I can find any flaws."

Li Qingmo frowned.

Need a hair?
"Okay, I'll have someone bring him here."

After saying that, Li Qingmo arranged for Xia Rui to go.

Nan Xi felt the power of power again.

Zhang Fuyin was suddenly summoned by the regent, and he was very nervous. Especially after entering the regent's palace, the nervousness was almost visible to the naked eye.

Xia Rui took him to the front hall and asked him to wait here.

After a while, Nan Xi came in and asked someone to serve him tea.

Zhang Fuyin was surprised and a little shocked by the host's attitude.

He had seen Nan Xi in the court that day.

It turns out that she is from the Regent's Palace?
Nan Xi didn't say anything, he just walked around Zhang Fuyin twice, then glanced at him with contempt, turned around and left.

Zhang Fuyin: "?"