The prince is very cruel

"Madam, Madam, didn't you say you wanted to donate some money to the temple for..."

"Let's talk about it later." The woman walked out with her people, and had no intention of giving any more money.

The abbot felt like he was struck by lightning, his heart was bleeding, but he didn't dare to offend the woman. He just looked at Guan Ning with eyes full of resentment. If it weren't for Guan Ning, he wouldn't have thrown away such a cash cow!

Guan Ning didn't care at all. To put it bluntly, this crappy abbot was just trying to cheat people out of money. He might pretend to be a high-level monk during the day and drink, eat meat and play with women at night.

He helped the woman recognize the true identities of these monks, and then he turned around and left.

But suddenly, a maid came up to him and said, "Sir."

Guan Ning turned around: "What's the matter?"

"My dear, my wife said that it was thanks to you that you revealed the abbot's true face in just a few words. If you don't mind, could you please come over and have a chat?"

Guan Ning raised his eyebrows: "Forget it, I have something else to do."

"Hey, sir, Madam Xiu said she must invite you." The maid was a little embarrassed. She didn't expect Guan Ning to refuse directly.

"Mrs. Xiu?" Guan Ning was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed. No way.

"What's your wife's full name?"

The maid looked around and whispered, "Ning Xiu."

boom!

Guan Ning's heart exploded, and he and Sheng Qi exchanged a glance, both of them feeling a surge of shock. Ning Xiu? ? Wasn't this simply effortless?

The person I was looking for actually met me in this way, and he even invited me out!

"Master, is it okay?" The maid was nervous, afraid of being rejected again.

"Okay, then go ahead and save yourself the trouble." Guan Ning looked reluctant.

The maid was delighted: "Yes, sir, please come this way."

Amid the discussions of the crowd, Guan Ning disappeared on the spot, and the abbot was furious when he saw the duck that was about to be caught being snatched away.

"Glady, this pretty boy must be deliberately trying to attract the lady's attention!"

"asshole!"

"Find out who he is!"

"..."

There is a bamboo forest outside Jing'an Temple. It is extremely quiet. Without the scorching sun of July, it is very cool.

Ning Xiu's groom and servants stood far away.

"Sir, listening to your words just now is worth ten years of reading. If it weren't for you, I would have been deceived by the abbot's hypocritical face."

Guan Ning sensed the kindness and muttered to himself, looking at this woman's face, she and Zhao Yi don't look like birds of a feather.

"Ahem, it's okay."

"The girl is kind, just find a better temple to burn incense in the future."

"What did you call me?" Ning Xiu was stunned for a moment, her almond eyes filled with surprise.

"Girl." Guan Ning didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She was only in her early twenties.

When Ning Xiu heard this strange yet comfortable title, her cheeks inexplicably flushed, and she had a better impression of Guan Ning. After all, who doesn't like a good-looking boy who can talk?

Then he suddenly smiled bitterly: "I... am already a wife."

When saying this, Guan Ning could clearly feel the pain and depression in the other person's eyes.

With just one glance, he concluded that Ning Xiu did not follow Zhao Yi voluntarily.

"Miss, do you have any secrets?" He probed calmly, feeling that there was hope of finding a way out from this clue.

When asked, Ning Xiu seemed reluctant to speak.

"No, nothing." She secretly wiped her tears and poured tea herself, saying, "Sir, have some tea."

"To be honest, you look a lot like an old friend of mine."

"Old friend?" Guan Ning raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"My brother, if he hadn't died, would be the same age as you now." Ning Xiu forced a smile, seemingly relieved, but in fact, she was hiding a sadness.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing. Guan Ning was stunned for a moment and felt inexplicably sympathetic.

"Really? Then we are truly destined to be together."

As he spoke, he took the tea and suddenly understood why this woman he had never met before invited him.

He took a sip of tea and noticed a bruise on Ning Xiu's wrist. It was covered by her sleeve, but he still noticed it.

"What's wrong with the wound on your hand?"

Ning Xiu covered her sleeve with her hands, her expression evasive: "It's okay, I accidentally fell a few days ago."

"How did you fall here? Were you beaten? Miss, why don't you just tell me directly? Maybe I can help you." Guan Ning asked tentatively.