Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Tender green buds gradually emerge from the snow-white branches. Halfway up the mountain stands a solemn, ancient and sacred temple. From the quiet forest, the sounds of chanting and wooden fish can be heard from time to time. Being in this environment seems to be able to wash away all the worldly filth, and make people's hearts gradually calm and peaceful.

Among the nunnery where many nuns had shaved their heads, a woman with long hair, who was one of the few, changed into black robes and knelt before the Buddha, reciting scriptures sincerely.

She has delicate facial features and fair skin. Although she is almost forty, she looks only in her early thirties. Even though she is meditating in a temple, it is difficult to conceal her noble aura.

This person was none other than the Queen Mother of Zhao State—Murong Cheng.

After finishing her morning lessons, Nanny Meng, who was serving her, immediately came forward to help her up, helped her sit aside, and poured her a cup of tea.

Murong Cheng drank half a cup of tea: "But is there something wrong?"

Nanny Meng replied, "Yes, regarding the matter of establishing the Queen, the Emperor has announced the Imperial Master's prophecy, and now many people are secretly looking for Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Murong Cheng curled his lips and smiled lightly, but there was lingering pain in his eyes: "You are really worthy of being my son, killing two birds with one stone."

"Yes, Your Majesty is wise." Nanny Meng noticed the sadness in the Queen Mother's eyes and knew that she was missing Her Royal Highness the Princess again, so she quickly changed the subject.

"The emperor ordered people to send us some fresh food, called sweet potatoes, which are a new type of food discovered by villagers in a village called Dashan. It is said to be a new high-yield food and tastes very good."

Murong Cheng was quite surprised, but then he showed joy: "In this way, the people of my country are blessed."

"I have asked someone to steam some sweet potatoes. Would you like to try some, Madam?"

"Well, present it."

Murong Cheng was amazed after taking the first bite of the sweet potato, and immediately asked Madam Meng to send it to the abbot and other masters to taste. Suddenly, she thought of something and asked, "Send someone back to ask the emperor whether this sweet potato is suitable for planting in the temple?

If it's appropriate, ask him to send some seeds over."

"Yes, I'll go and give the order right away." Nanny Meng responded and went out to do her job.

Murong Cheng raised his head slightly and sighed deeply: "Such delicious sweet potatoes, I wonder if Nannan has the chance to taste them. Nannan, where are you? Where should the Queen Mother go to find you?"

The empty yard was filled with only the sound of the wind blowing gently, and no one gave her an answer.

Over the years, both she and her son have secretly sent secret guards to investigate Nannan's whereabouts. However, they have no clues and can only look for a needle in a haystack in the vast crowd.

"Found it, Dad, I found news about my sister!"

A young man with bright eyes, sharp eyebrows and a handsome demeanor hurried towards the study. The man who was busy working at the desk suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, put down his pen, and stood up from his seat to greet him.

The man's tall and strong body blocked the door. Fortunately, the boy stopped in time, otherwise he would have been sent flying the moment he hit the man.

"What did you say?" the man asked urgently, holding the boy's shoulder tightly with one hand. The boy gasped in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts, Dad, let go!"

As the man let go, he slapped the boy on the head and shouted, "Hurry up and tell me!"

The young boy covered his head, regretting once again for stealing the credit from his elder brother and running to report the situation to his father.

At this time, a handsome man in white, as red as the spring morning, and elegant and refined, slowly walked behind the young man.

The man glanced at the man in white, picked up his little son who was blocking his way and threw him aside, then stepped over the threshold with his long legs and walked towards the man: "Murong, your younger brother said there is news about Yi'er, is it true?"

Hua Murong paused, met her father's eyes which were filled with joy and nervousness, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

He originally wanted to go and find out something by himself, but he didn't expect that Hua Muyu, that bad boy, was so quick and ran straight to his father. Fortunately, his mother was not here, otherwise, he really couldn't bear the expectant looks of his parents.

Hua Murong glared at his younger brother fiercely. If it wasn't the wrong timing, he would have hung Hua Muyu up and beat him up!

"Dad, there is indeed some clue, but the information is uncertain. I plan to verify it myself."

Without waiting for Father Hua to speak, Hua Muyu jumped up first: "Brother, I want to go too!"

As he said that, Hua Muyu rushed over and grabbed Hua Murong's hand tightly, as if to say, "If you don't agree, I won't let go even if you kill me."

The next second, Hua Murong backhanded, pulled hard, and then used the force to throw the annoying Hua Muyu away.

"Ahhhh! Big brother, you have no moral principles!" Hua Muyu, who was still flying in the air, was so angry that he cursed and was ready to land safely at any time.

This posture is obviously quite skilled, which shows that he is often thrown away.

Hua Murong sneered at Hua Muyu who had landed safely and sneered: "Talking to a killer about martial ethics? Did your master teach you that?"

Father Hua said coldly, "Alright, you two brothers can argue later. Murong, tell me, where was Yi'er last seen?"

“On the official road between the capital and Nanyang County, I heard that my sister was unconscious at the time and was then taken away to the direction of Liangguan County.

I want to look for it in Liangguan County."

Father Hua seemed to be thinking: "We didn't receive any orders to go to Beijing before your sister disappeared last year. How did your sister go to Beijing?"

"Maybe you want to eat the plum cake from the capital?" Hua Murong thought that her sister ran out because she wanted to eat something, but she couldn't think of any other reason. In the past, she was at home except for completing tasks, and she went out only to satisfy her appetite.

"In short, no matter what the reason is for my sister to go to the capital, now that the clues only lead to Liangguan County, I will go there."

Father Hua nodded and patted Hua Murong on the shoulder: "In that case, you can go there and set up a branch in Liangguan County."

Hua Murong forced herself to agree, gritted her teeth and said, "Yes."

This old man has been around for so many years, but he doesn't know how to control his strength. Does he think he is as tough and thick-skinned as Hua Muyu?

Hiss—it’s probably all red. If I pat my sister on the shoulder, she will slap me back with her backhand.

"Brother, I want to go too!" Hua Muyu still didn't give up. Ever since his sister disappeared, his father didn't allow him to go out. Sob, sob, he missed his sister so much!

"Go back and copy books for me! You only know how to yell and make noise. Why are you yelling about something that doesn't exist? What if your mother finds out? You go and comfort her!" Old Man Hua yelled at his annoying little son.

When Hua Muyu heard that she had to coax her crying mother by herself, she was instantly speechless. Apart from her sister, no one in the family could coax her mother.

Hua Muyu regained his senses and thought about the experience of going out with his elder brother. He felt that it would be more appropriate to wait for his elder brother to find his sister before going out with his sister.

Therefore, there was no more commotion.