One touch and one silence

Nanzhi got what he wanted and nodded to Liuyue.

The rest doesn't matter anymore.

But she still wanted to see the child's father to see if he was who the child thought he was.

Just then she saw the old man who was the most unkind person in the child's memory.

Nanzhi reached out and pinched her hand, which she wanted to retract, and touched it casually.

She quickly withdrew her hand.

Now she finally understood why this man hated the child and even instigated the child's stepmother to kill the child.

So that's it. She looked at the child's father. Looking at so many faces, she immediately saw the man in the little boy's memory. He seemed to be much older than she saw.

Nanzhi walked up to the man and said coldly, "Put your hand out!"

Fan Zhe obediently stretched out his hand, and Nanzhi reached out and pinched the man's fingers. The man's entire life and life trajectory were playing in Nanzhi's mind.

Nanzhi was speechless for a moment. She let go of the man's hand, turned back to the head of the village, and said to him.

"Village head, please take good care of those two people. As for the reward you gave me, use it to support them so that they can live a good life in their old age."

After Nanzhi finished speaking, he looked at the head of the village with a very serious tone.

The village head looked at Nanzhi's expression and quickly agreed, even looking very happy.

"Master, about this matter?" The village head rubbed his hands nervously, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Don't worry about this matter. Someone will come to take care of it in a few days. Just cooperate well. This is your village's good fortune."

After Nanzhi finished speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Nanzhi returned to the carriage, changed her clothes, and sighed imperceptibly.

Nanzhi sat across the door from where Liuyue was riding her horse, "Liuyue, why don't you ask me?"

Liu Yue was driving the horse outside. When he heard Nan Zhi's question, he picked up the whip and gently whipped the horse's butt. Then he replied to Nan Zhi, "Liu Yue doesn't need to ask about the master's affairs. If the master wants to talk, Liu Yue is all ears."

Liu Yue's words made Nan Zhi suddenly laugh out loud, "Liu Yue! Liu Yue, it has to be you. Sometimes your personality is the same as that of Mudan."

After saying that, Nanzhi frowned with a hint of disgust on his face, "Do you know who caused this?"

"Is that the child's grandmother?"

Nanzhi was stunned by Liu Yue's words. She opened the carriage door and looked at Liu Yue curiously, "How did you know?"

Liu Yue chuckled. She noticed that her master had a strange look on his face when he saw two people. One was an old man, and the other was the old woman. If she guessed correctly, the old woman must be the child's relative.

As for the man behind, you can tell at first glance that he looks very similar to the child.

It's not hard to guess.

"Liu Yue guessed it."

Nanzhi closed the window angrily, and admired Liuyue's intelligence in his heart.

"Liu Yue, why don't you think the grandmother loves her grandson? That kid is not bad either, he is quite respectful to the grandmother."

"Is it really true that there is a grandmother who, because she hates a woman for marrying her son, thinks that woman is trying to steal her son away from her? She even hates everything about that woman, including her grandson who is related to her by blood?" Nanzhi could never understand.

My wife and my mother are two different species.

How could he have such an idea that his daughter-in-law should marry his son to continue the next generation and strengthen the family? Even his daughter-in-law was tortured to death by that old woman, but he still hated his grandson so much.

She didn't understand.

I'm afraid this matter is difficult to judge!

That woman was just instigating and had no real or direct intention to cause harm. According to the laws of the Da Ling Dynasty, she would probably not receive any serious punishment.

But this old woman's heart is extremely cruel.

It's good that she was widowed at a young age, and it's also good that she raised her child with great difficulty, but now that the child has grown up and got married, as a mother, shouldn't you let go of the child's hand?

This woman's way of thinking is different from others. She felt depressed when she saw her son and daughter-in-law being affectionate all day long since her son got married.

Later on, whenever his son was not around, he would bully his daughter-in-law.

However, he was especially nice to his daughter-in-law in front of his son. Fan Siyu's mother said a few words to the man at the beginning. The mother-in-law took advantage of his absence to embarrass her. As soon as she opened her mouth, Fan Zhe impatiently brushed her off.

It’s nothing more than that it’s not easy for my mother to raise me alone, so you should be more considerate of her.

After being brushed off by the man once or twice, Fan Siyu's mother stopped saying anything.

He became depressed and suffered a lot, and eventually passed away.

Nanzhi couldn't help but spit at the blind man.

Things in ancient times were more troublesome than modern times. In ancient times, filial piety was the basis of governance. If one thing was not done properly, it would be considered unfilial and was simply beyond words.

This is also why the emperor did not dare to take any substantial action against the empress dowager.

How should the sentence be given then? Nanzhi was unwilling to let the woman go.

This is equivalent to three lives. If she hadn't taken a look at the death row on a whim, the child would have died without a doubt.

Nanzhi felt her head starting to hurt again.

He simply stopped thinking about it and curled up in the carriage, closing his eyes and resting.

After a while, Liuyue felt Nanzhi's breath and his breathing was even, so he must have fallen asleep.

She drove the carriage back to the Seventh Prince's Palace.

He carefully held Nanzhi in his arms and wrapped her in her cloak.

The gatekeeper who was about to salute at the door stopped talking immediately, bowed respectfully and saluted silently.

Liu Yue put Nanzhi on her bed. Looking at her master like this, she sometimes felt both distressed and helpless.

I feel sorry for the master who cannot bear to see the suffering of others, but unfortunately, the master does not care about his own health and runs around in the cold winter just to find some evidence for a child he doesn't know.

She had never seen anyone with such a sincere heart in the palace.

Liu Yue carefully tucked the corner of the quilt around Nanzhi and left the room.

Nanny watched Liu Yue leave, then returned to the house to watch over the sleeping Seventh Prince.

She picked up a handkerchief and began to embroider it carefully.

The years are exceptionally peaceful.

The cold wind outside cannot blow into the house, nor can it reach the people sleeping inside.

The second day was a rare day of good weather. The sky cleared up and the long-lost sun finally showed up.

When Nanzhi woke up, she found herself in bed. She couldn't remember when she fell asleep or when she came back yesterday.

Thinking about the headache I had yesterday, I didn’t expect that I would feel better after waking up.

Hasn't she always handed over this kind of trial matter to Yuan Shaoqing?

Then just continue teaching him, why is she giving it a headache?

Thinking of this, Nanzhi felt a little stupid. He quickly finished his meal and left with Liuyue.

Nanzhi was sitting in the carriage and suddenly felt that today was very lively.