When leaving the imperial study, both Wen Quansheng and Wen Changyun, father and son, had somewhat embarrassing expressions on their faces.
Wen Changyun sighed, “Father, this is my fault. I didn’t take good care of Xiaowu.”
He couldn’t help but feel a little regretful.
He thought that perhaps the reason why Wen Si was so determined to become a nun was because he beat her too hard that day.
After being whipped fifty times, it’s normal for Xiaowu to feel resentful.
It’s just that Xiaowu is really too ignorant.
Since she felt aggrieved, why didn’t she just say it out loud?
He won’t be satisfied until such a big fuss is made.
Even though the little emperor had just pointed it out, Wen Changyun still seemed unaware of the reason why Wen Si really wanted to leave the Wen family.
Even Wen Quansheng is the same.
He waved his hand indifferently, “This is not your fault. We indulged her too much in the past, and she became ignorant of the world and dared to do these outrageous things.”
“But fortunately, His Majesty still gave me another chance for my father’s sake.”
Wen Changyun’s expression softened slightly.
“That’s right. Go after the carriage that’s escorting Wen Si right now. You must bring her back before she becomes a nun. Don’t let her make a bigger fool of herself.”
This trip to the palace was not in vain for Wen Quansheng and Wen Changyun.
Finally the little emperor gave in.
He said that since the Wen family had been loyal to the court for many years, he could give Wen Quansheng and the others a chance. As long as they could persuade Wen Si, he would withdraw his order to let Wen Si become a nun.
Afterwards, Wen Changyun rode his horse at full speed and chased out of the city in the direction of Nanshan, while Wen Quansheng returned home to wait for news.
But what they didn’t know was that after the carriage left the city, Wen Si had been urging Beichen Yuan, hoping that he could speed up so that she could reach Shuiyue Temple sooner.
“Your Highness, please ask the convoy to go faster, as fast as possible, okay?”
Wen Si suppressed a trace of fear in her heart, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and looked respectfully and carefully at the handsome man in front of her who was holding the reins with one hand and riding leisurely on a tall horse.
“Faster?”
Beichen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, “If it gets any faster, the convoy will start moving. Is Fifth Miss Wen so anxious to become a nun?”
Wen Si did not hesitate: “If I say yes, can His Royal Highness the Regent give the order faster?”
Beichen Yuan looked back and saw her little head sticking out from the carriage. Her dark and bright eyes were looking straight at him with a hint of pleading in them.
“OK.”
Beichen Yuan only took a glance, threw down this word, and then immediately gave the order.
Next, the entire convoy and the escorting Black Flag Army all accelerated their progress.
“Thank you, Your Highness the Regent.”
Wen Si held onto the edge of the carriage tightly. When she returned to the carriage, she paused and said to Bei Chenyuan, “From now on, I will no longer be the fifth daughter of the Wen family, and His Royal Highness the Regent does not need to call me that anymore.”
“Then it’s called…”
Beichen Yuan wanted to call her Saint Fuming, but he suddenly thought of something. His lazy eyebrows moved slightly and he chuckled, “…Little Master Wuyou.”
Wen Si was stunned for a moment before she reacted.
By the way, the imperial edict said her Buddhist name was Wuyou.
But why does it always feel a bit weird when His Royal Highness the Regent calls me “Little Master Wuyou”?
Before she could think more, Beichen Yuan’s voice sounded again in front of her –
“Hurry up and get back in the car. The journey ahead will be bumpy. Don’t get thrown out.”
The journey after that was indeed extremely bumpy.
Especially when the carriage was moving at full speed, Wen Si was almost thrown out of the carriage several times.
But this was what she had asked for.
So even though the injury on her back hurt, she gritted her teeth and said nothing.
The convoy was moving at full speed. The last time, it took an hour to reach Nanshan in Eunuch De’s carriage. But this time, it only took half an hour. The shaking carriage suddenly stopped, and Beichen Yuan’s voice of warning came from outside.
“arrive.”
Wen Si was a little confused.
She sat up and took a break before lifting the curtain and stumbling down.
Beichen Yuan rode on the horse, looking down at her as she carefully got off the carriage. He held the whip in his hand and did not say anything about helping her.
Anyway, he just looked at Wen Si, and after she had adjusted herself and stood firmly on the ground, he said, “By order of His Majesty, I will follow you in, and I will not leave until I see you formally become a nun, so let’s go.”
Beichen Yuan explained this casually in a calm tone.
“Okay, thank you, Your Majesty the Regent.”
Wen Si didn’t think much about it.
After all, she has a special identity now. As a saint who became a nun to pray for the country, it is normal for His Majesty to let His Royal Highness the Regent supervise her.
After dismounting, Beichen Yuan ordered the Black Flag Army to wait outside, and then took Wen Si into Shuiyue Temple.
After a while, Wen Si was brought to Master Mochou.
She was a little surprised. She didn’t expect that His Royal Highness the Regent would be so familiar with Shuiyue Temple.
But she didn’t dare ask more.
When they arrived in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, Master Mochou and others had been waiting for a long time.
When she knelt on the mat, Master Mochou walked up to her side, looked at her young and tender face, and couldn’t help asking again, “Don’t you really regret it?”
“No regrets.”
Wen Si smiled slightly: “Your Majesty has allowed me to practice with my hair uncut, which is a great gift from heaven. From now on, I will sincerely meditate, pray for blessings, and serve the country and the people.”
Also for myself.
At this time, Wen Changyun hurried to the gate of Shuiyue Temple at full speed, but the gate of Shuiyue Temple had been closed.
He couldn’t even force his way in.
It’s not just because Shuiyue Temple is a nunnery and men are not allowed to trespass, but also because of the group of black flag soldiers guarding outside the gate of Shuiyue Temple.
On the way, Beichen Yuan saw that Wen Si didn’t want to be stopped by the Wen family at all, otherwise she wouldn’t have endured such a bumpy ride and wanted to get to Shuiyue Temple as soon as possible.
So he just casually ordered –
“No outsiders are allowed to enter Shuiyue Temple.”
These idle people naturally include the Wen family.
Wen Changyun had no choice but to shout as loudly as he could from outside: “Xiaowu, Xiaowu! Come out quickly. His Majesty has promised to give you another chance. As long as you go back with your elder brother and admit your mistakes, you won’t have to become a monk again!”
“Xiaowu, come out quickly!”
“Xiao Wu…”
The sounds outside could be faintly heard in the hall.
Wen Si seemed to hear nothing at all and continued with the ordination ceremony without changing her expression.
Since she didn’t need to shave her head, she just had to change into a Shanghai blue robe and then come out to receive the precepts.
When everything was over, Master Mochou drew a dot of red between her eyebrows.
“Amitabha, from now on you are no longer Wen Si of the Wen family, but Wuyou of the Buddhist sect.”
Wen Si raised her head slightly and looked at the Buddha statue above the hall. She closed her eyes and clasped her hands together.
“Amitabha.”
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