After the rebirth, Lord Hou treats me like a treasure

Chapter 43 The Old Ones 3
Wei Wangning's heart was pounding, and the first thought in his mind was that Zhao Heng had discovered it.

Then she quickly denied this idea. If Zhao Heng really found out, he wouldn't have waited so many days to find her, and he would only let the abbot of the Huguo Temple question her.

What does Jingen mean?
Wei Wangning's thoughts turned and turned, and his eyes quietly fell on the monk in front of him.

It was the first time I saw the little bald head. He was an orphan just adopted by the abbot. His hair was just shaved. He had red lips and white teeth. This kid, the task naturally falls on her.

At that time, she was the same age as Xiaobald.

She brutally beat him all over the head.

They met once and fought once, and they didn't know each other without fighting.

Later, the little bald head went to seek alms with the master abbot, and she never saw him again.

What's more, they didn't know that he was the world-renowned Master Jing En.

She always thought that the Huguo Temple belonged to the imperial court, and the presider must be Zhao Heng's person.

"What is this?" Wei Wangning asked calmly, Qi Moyuan had never mentioned to her that Jing En was a little bald head.

After Jing En took out her purse, she kept her eyes on Wei Wangning, not letting go of any subtle changes on her face. Although she tried her best to calm down, she still revealed a trace of nervousness.

"I picked it up by accident." Jing En said lightly.

Wei Wangning looked up at him, does she look like a fool?He thought it was a good excuse?
"Advise you to drink more wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west. Where is the old friend? Ask the fisherman to show you the way." Jing En's voice is clear and sweet, and these words are like chanting, "Miss Wei, this sentence What does it mean?"

"Ah?" Wei Wangning looked blank, she just didn't understand.

This time it's pretty much the same.

"If the poor monk sends this purse to the palace, what do you think will happen?" Jing En asked in a low voice.

"Ah, how do I know." Wei Wangning was stunned, with an expression on his face that I couldn't understand a word of what you were talking about, "I made the master laugh. I was naughty since I was a child and didn't read many books, so poetry What, I really don’t understand, I’m afraid you’re asking the wrong person.”

"Really? The poor monk thought that Miss Wei didn't know what she meant when she sent this note to Yide Pavilion?" Jing En asked aggressively.

Wei Wangning laughed, "Master, it seems that I still don't have a connection with Buddhism. I really don't understand a single word you said."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

She didn't know how many confidantes Qi Moyuan had in the capital city. She was trapped in the palace during the two years she became a wandering soul, and she couldn't see Qi Moyuan at all. She didn't know how he spent the two years when he lost his memory and his legs were bad. Yes, and I don't know who his confidants are.

If she hadn't gone to Yide Pavilion, she would never have imagined that Mo Shaohuai was actually helping Qi Moyuan.

Wei Wangning didn't want to reveal her existence yet, it was too easy to be suspected, she had no position or identity to explain why she knew those news.

Jing En hooked her lips and smiled slightly, "So Miss Wei doesn't want to know if she's been found or not."

"..." Wei Wangning had already stepped out of the Youtan forest with one foot, and when he heard this sentence, he stopped abruptly.

Nothing attracted her more than this news.

She couldn't pretend she didn't care and leave.

"Miss Wei, who are you?" Jing En asked quietly.

(End of this chapter)