“What happened? Who hurt her?”
When Beichen Yuan saw the injured Wen Si for the first time, a surge of anger instantly surged in his heart.
He strode up to Wen Si and quickly took in the surrounding situation, also seeing Wen Zichen lying on the other side of the ground.
Combined with Shuiyue’s audience’s reactions, Beichen Yuan guessed it almost instantly.
“Did this kid named Wen break in and beat Wuyou?”
Wuyou is Wen Si’s Buddhist name.
Ever since Wen Si told Beichen Yuan that she was no longer the fifth lady of the Wen family, Beichen Yuan never called her by that name.
Mo Chou nodded with a cold face, “Several people in the temple witnessed with their own eyes that the Wen family kid broke into Shuiyue Temple and tried to kidnap the Saint, and even beat her severely.”
Master Mochou was furious, but she still calmly told the story and finally stood up holding Wen Si.
Before taking her back to the room, Mo Chou looked at Wen Zichen on the ground with great disappointment and said coldly: “This matter has caused great trouble to our Shuiyue Temple and the disciples in the temple, especially since this person has caused serious harm to the Saint Girl!”
“She is now unconscious, and we don’t know when she will recover. If this affects the Saint’s prayer ceremony for the country, who will be held responsible?!”
“So please, Your Highness, please investigate this matter thoroughly and severely punish the murderer, otherwise I will never let it go!”
It is true that Mochou is a monk.
But the Buddha never said that monks must give in in everything!
If she can’t even protect the disciples in the temple, then there is no need for her to be the abbess anymore.
Beichen Yuan looked at Wen Zichen with an equally cold gaze, “I understand. Master, just take good care of the Saint Girl. I will handle this matter properly.”
After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at Wen Si in Master Mochou’s arms.
Then he picked up Wen Zichen, who was poisoned and unconscious on the ground, and dragged him away.
After dragging the man outside Shuiyue Temple, Beichen Yuan raised his hand and four Black Flag Army soldiers immediately appeared.
He threw the man to his men, and then ordered: “Take him back and interrogate him strictly. Send another person to guard the foot of the mountain. No one is allowed to go up the mountain without my order.”
“Especially the people from the Zhenguo Mansion, they are not allowed to get even a step closer.”
“yes!”
The Black Flag Army immediately took Wen Zichen away.
Beichen Yuan stood where he was and looked back at the dilapidated gate of Shuiyue Temple.
He raised his hand and touched the medical book in his arms.
It seems I’ll have to send it to her next time.
…
This time, Wen Si was in a coma for seven days and seven nights.
When she regained consciousness, she could feel herself lying on the bed, in so much pain all over her body that she couldn’t move.
Perhaps the only consolation is that fortunately she is not dead yet.
Wen Si thought so and tried hard to open her eyes, but for some reason everything in front of her was always dark.
A bad premonition suddenly came to my mind.
Could it be that she…was blinded by the poison she herself had caused?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she felt a little overwhelmed.
If she is really blind, how can she learn medical poison?
How can I continue to seek revenge on the Wen family and Wen Yue?
It would be better to poison him to death.
Poisoning yourself into a blind man, what does this mean? !
Wen Si couldn’t help scolding herself, “I’m so stupid.”
“I was almost stupid to death.”
At this moment, a deep and hoarse male voice suddenly sounded above Wen Si’s head.
She was suddenly startled.
After realizing who the familiar voice was, she opened her eyes wide and said in astonishment, “Your Highness the Regent? Why are you in my room?”
Beichen Yuan sat on the armchair beside the bed, staring at her bewildered look with his eyes downcast.
It took him two seconds to explain: “This is not your room.”
“So where is this place?”
“The palace.”
Wen Si was surprised. Why was she sent to the palace?
As if he could see through her thoughts, Beichen Yuan continued to explain calmly, “Your injuries are not light. In order not to affect the subsequent blessing ceremony, this king has discussed with Master Mochou, and with the consent of His Majesty, you will be transferred to the palace to rest for a while.”
“I see.”
Wen Si paused for a moment and asked hesitantly, “Then what about my eyes…”
She now really wanted to confirm whether she was really blind.
Fortunately, Beichen Yuan told her: “Don’t worry, you are not blind. Your Master Mochou has already helped you to detoxify. You will slowly recover in two days.”
Wen Si immediately breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Very good.
Not only is she still alive, she’s not blind either!
This is the best good news for Wen Si.
But she didn’t expect there would be even better news.
“Seven days ago, Wen Zichen was sentenced to eighty strokes of the cane and thrown into prison by His Majesty for trespassing into the Buddhist holy land and injuring the Saint Girl.”
Beichen Yuan told her about this.
As expected, Wen Si’s face suddenly showed a look of joy, “Really?”
Has the devil Wen Zichen really been dealt with?
“Of course it’s true.”
Beichen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, “You are the Saint of Fuming, who was personally appointed by His Majesty, and you are the same rank as a princess. If it weren’t for the Duke of Zhenguo’s face, he should be beaten to death for the crime of harming the Saint.”
Although she said so, Wen Si also knew that it was not that easy to beat Wen Zichen to death.
But at least that bastard Wen Zichen finally paid the price!
Moreover, in the short term, no matter how bad Wen Zichen’s temper is, he would not dare to cause trouble for her again.
“Is he still in prison now?”
“Um.”
Beichen Yuan said calmly, “His Majesty has said that Wen Zichen will not be able to leave the prison until you wake up. Even if you wake up, the Wen family must ask for your forgiveness before they can release him.”
Wen Si was even more surprised.
Your Majesty actually said such a thing?
It’s not that she looks down on herself, but compared with the dignified Duke of Zhenguo, she knows exactly how much weight she holds.
Although Beichen Yuan just said that she was the same as the princess, but in the final analysis, the saint is the saint and the princess is the princess.
The same position does not mean that they are exactly the same.
She thought it was good enough that His Majesty ordered Wen Zichen to be beaten with eighty lashes.
But she was really surprised that the Wen family had to ask for her forgiveness before they would let Wen Zichen go.
Beichen Yuan seemed to have seen through her thoughts again and sneered, “This time, not only His Majesty is angry, but even the ministers in the court have submitted memorials to impeach the Duke of Zhenguo.”
“So that’s how it is. No wonder.”
If he were impeached by the ministers, then the Duke of Zhenguo would definitely have a headache, right?
Wen Si couldn’t help laughing.
When she thought that not only did Wen Zichen suffer a serious setback this time, but also her arrogant father was affected, she suddenly felt that the injuries on her body didn’t seem to hurt so much.
“Do you want to know what those ministers said in the court?”
Seeing her smiling so happily, Beichen Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked.
