The prince is very cruel

It seems to be innate, and even if one becomes a monk and wears nun's clothes, it cannot be concealed.

This was definitely another kind of beauty Guan Ning had ever seen. She didn't have the innocence of a young girl, nor the sexiness of a mature woman, but the calmness of a mature woman who had experienced the world.

That kind of calm charm is really attractive to men!

The moment the woman looked at Guan Ning, she was also slightly surprised: "Hey, it's you."

Guan Ning came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and then asked in confusion: "Do you know me?"

"I don't know you, but I've seen you before. You've been here before. The last time was to save the girl from Prince Feng's Mansion, right?" Her voice was really gentle, completely like an aunt's gentleness, without any malice.

Guan Ning was stunned, then his eyes widened and he suddenly reacted!

He suddenly remembered that when he came to rescue Pei Nanyin last year, the person was transferred away and he was ambushed. He was able to escape only by holding a nun hostage.

"It's you!" He lowered his voice, but was still very shocked.

The woman smiled calmly and suddenly stood up. She was wearing a plain nun's dress, but she managed to exude a unique and noble aura. Perhaps because she had never given birth to a child, her figure was exceptionally well-maintained. If she were in later generations, she would definitely be a model, with curves and perfect body lines.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again."

"You don't want to hold me hostage again this time, do you?" She said jokingly and poured a bowl of water and handed it to Guan Ning.

Guan Ning took it dumbly. He had thought of all the possible situations, but he had never expected that in the current situation, he would actually give himself water to drink...

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The woman said, "You look kind, I'm not afraid."

"Besides, what's the point of being afraid? Everything, good or bad, is destined to happen. Others are just worrying about it."

Guan Ning was deeply touched. If no one else had told him, who would have thought that the person in front of him who was indifferent to everything was the queen?

"Excuse me, are you Queen Fuxi?" He still asked, although he was basically certain.

The woman shook her head: "Fuxi is dead. I am now called Wugui."

This statement is equivalent to acknowledging her former identity as a queen, but she just became a nun and changed her Buddhist name.

"Okay, Wuque... Nun Tai."

Guan Ning felt awkward no matter how she called him that. Not only did it make the person sound old, but it also didn't suit her at all.

Empress Fuxi nodded, indicating that she accepted the title.

"What are you doing here?"

Guan Ning took a deep breath: "Uh..."

"I have some questions I'd like to ask you."

"But I saw some people outside, so I resorted to this desperate measure. I beg the Queen... No, I beg Senior Wuque to forgive me."

In the end, he called her "senior" because calling her "nun" really felt weird.

Fuxi didn't care about this and glanced outside: "They won't come in, you can rest assured."

"Buddhism emphasizes fate. The fact that we meet for the second time is fate. I will try my best to answer you."

"After you answer, you can go by yourself. This is a place for meditation and it is also a nunnery." Her tone was so gentle that people could not refuse.

Guan Ning nodded: "Thank you!"

"What I want to ask you is about a past event."

"Past events?" Fuxi's mature eyes flickered slightly.

"Yes, about the incident where the entire Guan Guogong Mansion was wiped out." Guan Ning blurted out.

Suddenly, Fuxi's calm expression changed, obviously changing to sadness, surprise, and astonishment.

"Who are you?" was her first reaction to ask.

Guan Ning inexplicably believed that the woman in front of him would not harm him.

"I am Guan Ning, the only son of Duke Guan and Lady Dou!"

When these words were spoken, Fuxi was shocked and staggered back three steps, his eyes full of disbelief.

Then, a bitter look appeared on her lips without any embellishment: "I see, no wonder, no wonder..."

She said it several times in a row.

Guan Ning was surprised: "Senior, what's the big deal?"

Empress Fuxi shook her head and smiled bitterly: "No wonder I said you looked familiar last time. Now that I see you, I see that you are a descendant of the Guan family."

"No wonder I always feel like I've seen you before."

"Come here, let me see." Her voice suddenly choked, and she waved her hand, acting like a real elder, not like the old emperor who was an elder in name only but actually dark and cold-blooded.

Guan Ning was moved by her emotions and slowly walked over.

Empress Fuxi's hands were beautiful and well-maintained, and she slowly placed them on Guan Ning's face.

With tears in her eyes, she suppressed her sobs and murmured, "It's like, it's really like."

"Your eyes are exactly like your mother's, your eyebrows are very much like Brother Guan's, and your ears are like Sister Min's. Why didn't I recognize you last time?"

Guan Ning thought to himself, it seems that Empress Fuxi has a really good relationship with his parents. She even calls them Brother Guan and Sister Min. Who would call them that if they weren't close friends?

"I didn't expect you to be this big."

"I held you in my arms when you were a child."

Guan Ning was very embarrassed. He was touched by a beautiful aunt, and she said that she had hugged him when she was a child. It felt very strange.

He didn't even know where to put his eyes, and felt that even taking a look was a bit inappropriate.

"Ahem, is that so?"

"No wonder I felt so familiar with you, senior. Hehe." Guan Ning said something nice.

Fuxi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled, and seemed to be a lot happier.

"Don't call me senior. Your mother and I are sworn sisters. According to seniority, you can just call me aunt." She smiled, as if looking at her own child.

"Auntie?" Guan Ning's expression became even more strange. This name...

"what happened?"

"No, no, aunt, aunt." Guan Ning cursed herself inwardly for being vulgar.

At this moment, suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.

Fuxi's face suddenly tightened, but he did not panic. He quickly blocked Guan Ning behind him.

"Who?"

"Master Wuqiu, I am here to bring you some water."

"No need, I'm reciting scriptures, don't disturb me." Fuxi said softly.

"Yes!"

The people outside nodded in response and then retreated.

After making sure everyone had left, Fuxi turned around and whispered, "Let's go to the side room."

"It's quieter there."

"Okay." Guan Ning smiled. They had just met and recognized each other, but he felt an indescribable sense of intimacy.

The side house is on one side of the small Zen temple, connected to another small green-tiled house.

The conditions here are extremely limited, and there are almost no decorations to be seen. Apart from a neat bed, there is a bronze mirror, an oil lamp, a cabinet, and some simple teapots and bowls.

It can be said that this is something that most ordinary people in the Wu Dynasty can have. Not to mention special supplies, even the pastries are rough noodles made by hand.

It’s hard to imagine that this was once the residence of Empress Fuxi. Even if she was under house arrest, it shouldn’t be like this, right?

Guan Ning couldn't help but ask, "Aunt, do you live in such a simple place?"

Fuxi smiled and said: "There's nothing wrong with this. It can fill my stomach and protect me from the wind and rain. It's enough for me."

Guan Ning smiled bitterly: "I heard that you are under house arrest here."

"How about I help you think of a solution?" He offered, because he felt the care and love of a beautiful elder.