MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz-Chapter 467 Previous life 5

The king breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to worry about which prince and princess the temple priest would choose to enter the temple to teach.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the last one, his son who was the least interesting and the one who gave him the most headaches.

On such an occasion, he made repeated orders, which finally made him feel at ease.

But not long after the king looked over, he clearly saw his son quietly taking out the hidden wine from under the table and taking a sip like a thief.

The king's eyes twitched and he looked away in disgust.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the priest of the temple spoke - "Prince Xi Yan, would you like to study in the temple."

The king suddenly widened his eyes: "???"

 The princes and ministers below were also in an uproar and were in disbelief.

Even the expressions on the faces of the princes and princesses who were excited and had been looking forward to it for a long time were frozen, unable to accept the result at all.

The temple priests did not choose the outstanding and pious ones, but chose the most useless and carefree prince? !

Everyone present knew very well that the ninth prince of the kingdom was the most carefree and had no interest in the throne. He hung out in the Goulan Restaurant all day long and enjoyed wild pleasures.

How could such a person be favored by the temple priests?

Even the king thought it was impossible. His face twitched a few times, and when he faced his son who was also shocked and confused, he rolled his sleeves with a headache.

"Master Priest, this ninth prince is really useless. I'm afraid he will collide with you."

 The temple priest simply asked, "Wouldn't he?"

ˆ “.”

How could the king dare to answer this sentence? He was dripping with cold sweat. He glanced at his son who was briefly surprised and then returned to his indifferent expression. He gritted his teeth and responded directly: "No, he is very willing."

 xi Yan: "."

So, in a daze, he became the disciple of the temple priest, and successfully gained the envious and jealous attention of his brothers and sisters.

 Please!

 Is this what he wants?

In the end, regardless of whether Xi Yan thought about it or not, he was packed up and sent to the temple by the king's father who hated iron.

Before leaving, the king specially put aside his gentleness and warned him all night. After seeing Xi Yan's indifferent expression after getting on the horse, his face became worried.

Xi Yan is a prince after all. After arriving at the temple, a special priest took him to his palace.

“Prince Xi Yan, you will live here from now on.”

After the priest finished speaking, he glanced at the attendants behind Xi Yan who were helping him carry his luggage, and then said: "Your Highness, these attendants of yours cannot stay in the temple."

Xi Yan's expression changed: "Then what should I do?! I can't take care of myself!"

　　What he said was so matter-of-fact and so straightforward that the priest who brought him was silent for a long time.

“Listening to the priest’s teachings is a kind of practice. Your Highness, please understand it as soon as possible.”

The priest finally left these words tactfully.

 xi Yan: "."

 He wanted to escape.

After the attendants put everything down, they left with pity on their faces.

Xi Yan looked at this empty palace with not much stuff - the king had already checked his luggage before coming, reduced many of his belongings, and even took away many of his treasures.

In order for him to learn from the temple priests, the king made great efforts. As long as Xi Yan did not cooperate, he would confiscate all his treasures.

So even if Xi Yan was reluctant, he could only walk out of the palace and find the priest waiting outside.

 “Your Excellency the Priest.”

 “Your Highness.”

 The two of them greeted each other in a friendly manner.

The priest glanced at the palace behind him, nodded with satisfaction, and then began to ask again: "Your Highness, we are about to meet the priest, please show us the blessing first."

 Those who are received by the priests of the temple must learn to bless them.

 xi Yan: "."

 He was silent for a few seconds, and looked at each other with the priest.

The priest's expression remained unchanged and he still smiled: "Your Highness?"

 So Xi Yan did it.

 Finally, the priest also fell silent.

 It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, I can only say that they have nothing to do with each other.

Xi Yan also felt a little embarrassed. He had not felt this way for a long time. He smiled awkwardly and wanted to make up for it: "I can explain."

His trembling words received a ruthless reply from the priest: "Your Highness should learn the blessing first, and then go to meet the priest."

 Xi Yan: ". Got it."

 The priest quickly brought the news to the temple priest.

 He reported the true nature of the matter. After all, lying in front of the temple priests was tantamount to lying to oneself.

Those insightful eyes are enough to shock everyone in the world.

 “Then wait until he learns how to do it.”

"yes."

 The priest respectfully withdrew.

The temple priest on the high platform slowly stood up and walked down the stage step by step. Duoya at the back of the side hall saw this and hurriedly stepped forward.

"grown ups?"

 She was puzzled, with a hint of questioning in her eyes.

The priest of the temple did not say anything, but turned around and walked in the empty and lonely hall. Duoya quickly followed her.

There are no unnecessary decorations in the main hall, only the candles burning on the gold candlesticks on both sides, flickering on and off like fleeting shadows.

She suddenly said: "Duoya, what do you think of Xi Yan?"

 Doya was shocked. This was the first time that the temple priest asked her.

Between discussing the royal family and answering the temple priest's question, she was silent for a moment and decisively chose the latter.

 “Prince Xi Yan is a weirdo.”

 After a pause, she explained in a panic: "Compared to the members of the royal family, he is indeed a bit rebellious."

 “Perhaps more than some.”

The temple priest seemed to smile, and the corners of his lips raised in a fleeting arc.

Doya thought about what the priest had just reported and nodded subconsciously.

 When members of the royal family reach a certain age, they will be assigned to teach the nuns, and the temple will also send special priests to teach them.

 The blessing ceremony required to meet the temple priest is only the most basic etiquette, and it is an essential ability for every member of the royal family.

Ke Xi Yan gave a surprising answer, which really confirmed his reputation as a "free and easy waste".

 The temple priest continued walking and muttered as if inadvertently: "It is precisely because of such a weirdo that he can become the last person."

Doya was shocked. The temple priest would occasionally murmur some words that she didn't understand, but in the end these words would be confirmed at some point in the future.

  She knew that this was a prophecy.

 It is a pity that Xi Yan, who had already been prophesied, was still several palaces away from the priest's temple and was being taught etiquette by several priests taking turns.

The priests were so thirsty that they couldn't help but go into battle in person. Xi Yan was still stumbling in his studies.

His eyes were innocent: "Maybe, I'm not the material?"

ˆ “.”

 The priests, who had been practicing for many years and had become calm and calm, almost jumped out of anger because of his words.