MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz-Chapter 469 Previous life 7

Xi Yan said nothing.

 He coughed awkwardly, then stood up and said goodbye to the temple priest as if nothing happened.

 But when he walked out of the priest's temple, he was greeted by a group of worried priests.

 They looked at him expectantly: "Your Highness?"

 I didn’t even ask anymore, I just hinted to him directly.

Xi Yan felt guilty for no reason when he thought that he had slept comfortably all morning, and now facing these priests who cared about him.

 “Ahem, I carried out the priest’s order very seriously.”

 The priest asked him to sleep, and he did follow it. There is nothing wrong with that.

 It was a pity that the elderly priests did not understand the profound meaning behind this sentence. They were relieved to see that Xi Yan had finally reached the path.

 In the next few days, Xi Yan came to the side hall to report before dawn every day, and every time the temple priest would let him sleep when he was sleepy.

The two of them have always been in a peaceful state. Every time Duoya comes in, the complex emotions in her eyes will become deeper.

 But in Xi Yan's view, it was clear that he wanted to talk to him, but he didn't dare to talk to him.

However, this state did not last long, and the incident came to light three days later.

Xi Yan was surrounded by priests who had taught him and took turns criticizing him.

 They were sad and angry.

“In that case, why would Your Highness bother to deceive us with good words?!”

 “I didn’t lie to you either”

Xi Yan spoke slowly. He had indeed listened to the words of the temple priests, but when he saw the disappointed eyes of the priests, he immediately stopped talking.

 There is decay inside the temple, which is something Xi Yan has always known.

　　Many priests took advantage of their lofty status and the people's faith to make money for themselves, make friends with powerful people, interfere with government affairs, and take care of people's lives.

But most of those priests were active in front of the temple, and the previous news about him was also conveyed through them. However, after it was determined that he was still a **** who could not be supported, many of those informants withdrew.

Those people are different from the priests who practice diligently in front of them. These priests really hope that he can devote themselves to practice with the temple priests.

 They are true adherents of the faith.

Xi Yan listened patiently to their teachings.

It didn’t take long for this matter to be aggravated by other princes and princesses, and spread to the king’s ears. The king was furious about this and summoned Xi Yan back.

The king reprimanded Xi Yan all morning. If he wasn't afraid of being asked by the temple priest, Xi Yan would probably have to go back with injuries.

When he walked out of the study, he was faced with a group of brothers and sisters who came to watch a good show and made trouble.

 “Tsk, tsk, it seems that Xi Yan was scolded badly.”

"My father was very angry and sealed Xi Yan's princely residence."

 “Hahaha, it’s really a shame for the royal family.”

“I don’t know how such a useless temple priest could choose him.”

Xi Yan ignored the words of those in front and looked directly at the person who said the last sentence—his brother, ranked fifth.

 “Is it possible that Brother Wang is questioning the priest?”

After the words fell, the fifth prince's expression changed, and he became visibly panicked: "Xi Yan, please stop talking nonsense! His Highness has never had such an idea!"

Xi Yan chuckled and glanced at the group of people who were watching his joke: "Since you all have such ideas, I will report it to the priest."

These words shocked those who wanted to ridicule him again.

The group of people looked frightened and could only watch Xi Yan leave.

How could they forget that even if Xi Yan was furiously rebuked by the king today, he was still the person chosen by the temple priest. Before the temple priest opened his mouth, he was still her disciple.

After Xi Yan was punished and returned, he continued to appear in the side hall of the priest's temple the next day like a normal person.

 The temple priest still said nothing, and the two continued to do their own things.

 xi Yan: "."

 A few more days passed like this.

The priests who cared about him would often hide behind a rockery outside the side hall to observe the situation inside. Seeing that they were doing nothing, they couldn't help but seek out Xi Yan.

Seeing the distressed expressions on the priests' faces, Xi Yan's lips moved.

It's not that he doesn't want to learn, it's that the temple priest just said a word to him and ignored him. How can he learn?

but-

Facing a group of elderly priests, Xi Yan finally realized his conscience: "I, let me try."

When he came to the side hall to report next time, Xi Yan did not sleep again. Instead, he lay on the desk and secretly looked at the girl with peaceful eyebrows behind the desk.

 If looks can deceive people, then the temple priests will definitely be the best among them.

He realized belatedly that the temple priests had dug a big hole for him, right?

 But he couldn't question her, because from the beginning to the end, she only said that sentence, letting him sleep whenever he wanted.

think.

  —This is his choice.

At that moment, Xi Yan seemed to understand something. The first lesson the temple priest gave him was to choose.

The temple priest who was studying ancient books slowly raised his head and stared at the dazed Xi Yan opposite him.

 “Have you figured it out?”

 The majestic and peaceful voice recalled Xi Yan's thoughts.

 He suppressed his emotions and nodded with a complicated expression.

 The temple priest asked another multiple-choice question: "You are willing to learn from me."

".willing."

This time Xi Yan is really willing.

 Therefore, the priests who were secretly observing the situation outside saw the situation in the side hall change and left with happy faces.

 Because of his "criminal record," even if he heard that Xi Yan had finally begun to study with the temple priest, it did not cause much turmoil.

 After all, in their view, this was entirely the result of Xi Yan being forced to do nothing, and it did not change his status as a carefree good-for-nothing.

The last group of eyeliners evacuated, and Xi Yan looked away from the window.

The temple priest who was rummaging through ancient books on the display shelf glanced back at him: "It took me a month to perform this play, but the ending can be as you wish."

Xi Yan turned around. He was not surprised that his plan could be seen by the priest of the temple: "As expected, this priest's temple is quiet and quiet, which is perfect for me."

This is the territory of the temple priest. Hiding here can indeed relieve a lot of pressure. After thinking about it, Xi Yan is not so resistant to reporting here before dawn every day.

“So, would you like to give up the wooden fence and tiles?”

  “.Do I have to give it up?”

Xi Yan’s expression paused, and his face showed real regret.

The priest of the temple suddenly chuckled, took the ancient scroll in his hand and handed it to him: "Priest temple, avoid drinking."

 “Of course, of course.”

Xi Yan quickly agreed and took the scroll.

Then he opened it and saw the obscure and mysterious ancient characters on it. He only glanced at it for a few times before feeling dizzy.