Chapter 188 Whereabouts of Shen Junze After

dinner, while the little boy went to the bathroom, Xiao Moqing ran to his father and said, "Dad, guess what?"

"What?"

Xiao Moqing: "Guess why in the original text, Nanny Zhao imprisoned the prince?"

The Tyrant: "Why else? Yanli is the prince, the future monarch. It's not the best to use him as a bargaining chip to win me over..."

"No, no, guess again." Xiao Moqing grinned and said, "Son, I bet you can't guess it!"

The Tyrant: "..."

The Tyrant didn't say anything, but looked at his second son in front of him with an extremely calm look.

Although the tyrant's eyes were very calm, Xiao Moqing could still sense a hint of murderous intent in his father's eyes after meeting his gaze. Xiao Moqing

swallowed his saliva, and he seemed to hear the sound of his father's fists clenching and bones cracking in his sleeves.

He was so scared that he quickly said, "That Madam Zhao was greedy for the prince's beauty and body, so she imprisoned the prince!"

Xiao Moqing finished speaking, watching the expression on his father's face change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the next second, he couldn't laugh, because his father gave him a slap on the head without saying a word.

The great tyrant was so angry that he said, "You rebellious son, your elder brother is blind and someone is after his beauty, and you are so happy about it."

Xiao Moqing covered his head which was hurt by the blow, and said with tears in his eyes, "Dad..."

When Wanwan came back, he saw her second brother's forehead was red at first sight. She was chewing a candy in her mouth, looking at the man's red forehead, and asked,

"Second brother, what's wrong with your head?"

Xiao Moqing covered his head and was about to say that he was hit by a dog, but looking at his father's horrible face, he could only swallow the words he wanted to say in his heart, and slowly said, "I was not paying attention when I was walking just now, and I accidentally bumped into the door."

Wanwan said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "Oh~"

[I won't believe you, you kid, this is obviously a beating from daddy, second brother, how old are you, why did you make daddy angry and get beaten by daddy?]

Xiao Moqing, whose lies were ruthlessly exposed by the little kid, felt that he suddenly had a heart attack.

Oh, he hated this damn world! He

also hated why he couldn't be the only one who could hear his sister's voice!

What would happen if he was the only one who could hear it?

God, will you die if you choose someone to be the son of destiny?

*

Afternoon

At the gate of Xianyun Temple.

Chang Yu Zhenren stood at the gate, looking at the carriage parked at the gate, and his eyes fell on the two adults and one child in front of him, and finally his eyes stopped on the man in dark green clothes.

Sensing the man's gaze, the Tyrant bowed to Chang Yu Zhenren and said, "Master, I'll take my leave."

Although Chang Yu Zhenren had told him that since he was expelled from the sect, he should not call him Master in front of outsiders.

But this time, he did not get angry or refute when he called him Master.

Chang Yu Zhenren did not say anything, but looked calmly at Candle beside him. Candle felt his master's gaze and quickly handed the bundle in his hand to him.

"Brother Hongren, this is some dry food I prepared for you. Although I know you don't lack anything, it is also a little gift from us... from me."

"Thank you, Junior Brother." The Tyrant took the bundle and handed it to Tan Wei beside him.

Candle came up to him and whispered in a low voice: "These things were prepared by my master."

When Master Changyu saw that Candle seemed to be talking to the man secretly, he frowned and scolded: "Candle, what are you mumbling about? Have you finished your work? Send the people away and do the work!"

Hearing this, Candle said to the tyrant again: "Look, my master is... The old man has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. ", Candle said to the Tyrant, then turned around and said to the Immortal Changyu who was not far away: "Okay, Master!"

Before leaving, Candle stuffed something into the Tyrant's hand, "This is what the Master wants to give to Wanwan."

The Tyrant felt that the thing in his hand was heavy. He opened the cloth and found that there was a longevity lock inside, which was made of pure gold.

The Tyrant looked at the back of Immortal Changyu who was not far away. He knew his Master's stingy personality. If he could make him take out a gold lock to give to someone, he must really like Wanwan.

"Daddy, what is this?" Wanwan couldn't help being curious, and pulled the man's hand to see what Immortal Changyu had given.

The Tyrant hung the pure gold longevity lock on the neck of the little milk ball.

As expected, as he expected, a certain miser looked at the golden longevity lock, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow? Longevity lock!"

[Is Changyu Zhenren so generous? Is it pure gold? ]

Thinking of this, Wanwan took the longevity lock in her little hand and took a bite directly.

[Oh wow, it's real! ]

Xiao Moqing, who was standing by, heard this and looked at the golden longevity lock on the little girl's neck, and his eyes lit up.

He said to the tyrant with expectation: "Dad, is there a share for me?"

Changyu Zhenren actually gave a golden lock to his sister, so my share should not be too cheap no matter how cheap it is.

The Tyrant said, "I'll give you a slap, do you want to?"

Xiao Moqing shrank his neck and said with a smile, "Forget it, Dad."

The ban on the Tyrant was lifted, and the group set off to return to Beijing.

However, the Tyrant did not forget about the whereabouts of the male protagonist Shen Junze.

Xiao Moqing had sent people to investigate before, and Shen Junze was indeed missing from the temple, and the group of people who came with Shen Junze were also looking for him.

Shen Junze was indeed missing, and they couldn't find out where he was now.

*

Dongming

Cold City

Outside the house, the shouts of street vendors came into the ears, from far to near.

In a daze, Shen Junze heard a female voice saying:

"Azhou, you must keep the secret and don't let your brother know."

Then, another stuttering male voice sounded, "No...no, my brother said...said...said that you can't...lie!"

"This is not a lie, it's...a white lie, yes, a white lie."

"But...but..."

"Oh, if you don't tell it and I don't tell it, your brother won't know. Besides, you see he is so badly injured. If I don't save him, what if he dies?"

Upon hearing the word death, the man who was called Azhou by the woman immediately became anxious, waving his hands and shaking his head like a wave drum, "No...no, no...can't...die...you...you save him."

"That's right. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Besides, judging from his clothes, he is obviously a nobleman. When he wakes up and knows that we saved him, he might repay us generously. Then you will have enough money to marry me."