On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

"If I had known that Commander Wu had this in mind, I should not have bothered him." She smiled sarcastically.

"Do you regret not looking for Prince Jin?" Wu Junyao's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc.

"He is different from you!" Jiang Yanwan felt depressed.

She hated everything that scumbag Prince Jin did.

But she accepted whatever Wu Junyao did, because she owed him this in her previous life.

Wu Junyao said nothing more, but the anger in his eyes never subsided.

Driving through the streets, the wheels rolled over the stones, making a lonely and monotonous sound.

The men and women in the carriage were silent, as if they were trapped in a cave covered with ice and snow.

The carriage stopped in front of the Taoist temple and Wu Junyao got off the carriage with a flick of his sleeves.

Seeing Wu Junyao's indifferent back, Jiang Yanwan felt a pang of pain in her heart.

Zhang Gong helped him get off the carriage. As soon as he stood firm, Wu Junyao's cold voice came to his ears.

"Take her in and shave her head!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yanwan raised her head and looked at him in a daze.

But the man had a cold face and didn't seem to be joking at all.

It seems that he is still angry.

After a pause, she raised the corner of her mouth in a self-deprecating smile.

"You can shave it if you want. Your hair and skin are given by your parents. I have no parents, so naturally no one cares."

He raised his eyes and looked at the indifferent girl, but his mind flashed back to when his wet nurse died a few years ago, and the little girl looked at the hypocritical people in the marquis' mansion with a half-smile.

Even though my heart is broken, I am covered in cold armor.

He looked at the red wall and white tiles on the side, his face solemn, "Zhang Gong, take her into the Taoist temple."

"Don't you want to shave your head?" Jiang Yanwan pulled aside a strand of hair and looked at him straight.

Wu Junyao didn't look at her and remained silent.

"Miss Jiang, please come this way—" Zhang Gong immediately stretched out his hand, breaking the undercurrent between the two.

"I can leave by myself." Jiang Yanwan turned around and left without any regrets.

Seeing her like this, Wu Junyao's face became even gloomier.

"Don't look anymore. They've all gone away."

Zhang Gong shook his head.

It was a sunny day, but there was an ice cave next to him, which made him feel cold under his feet.

Wu Junyao frowned slightly and looked at the surrounding buildings critically.

"Every year, we donate money for incense offerings, so why isn't this Taoist temple being repaired?"

Old house, cracked walls, fallen tiles on the roof.

The environment is really bad.

Zhang Gong shook his head and muttered softly.

"You drive her away verbally, but secretly you worry about her living conditions..."

"If you ignore small matters, you will suffer great troubles. If someone uses the Taoist temple to investigate this governor, and the emperor blames you, do you deserve it?" Wu Junyao said seriously.

Zhang Gong: “…”

How could he remember that the emperor valued Buddhism over Taoism? Moreover, no one cared about this broken Taoist temple!

The sky is clear and the clouds are bright.

The shadows of the towering mountains blocked the sunlight, and the Taoist temple felt a bit gloomy and cold.

Jiang Yanwan held the child and shook her body.

The rustling sound of fallen leaves made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she always felt that the road was long.

"Hey, why is Princess Jin coming to this run-down courtyard?"

A sharp voice sounded, and when I looked up, it was Zhao Shangqi.

She was followed by a few ferocious-looking Taoist nuns, a group of people with ill intentions.

In her previous life, she was obsessed with Prince Jin and could not tolerate even a grain of sand in her eyes.

Zhao Shangqi, the concubine's daughter of the Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Revenue, repeatedly flirted with Prince Jin under the pretext of appreciating flowers, which made her so angry that she used the power of the Marquis's mansion to force Zhao Shangqi to shave her head and send her to a Taoist temple.

Now that the enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

"Look at my memory, the Princess of Jin has been replaced a long time ago."

Zhao Shangqi looked at him with contempt, "I thought you were a proper lady, but you turned out to be a whore! You committed adultery and gave birth to a child out of wedlock. According to Taoist rules, you should be punished by tattooing your face!"

Jiang Yanwan raised her eyes and said indifferently, "When will it be your turn to be the master of this Taoist temple?"

"The abbot is not here, I will teach you on her behalf today!"