The whole family is obsessed with love? The princess woke them up one after another.

Qi Zhiyu smiled: "Mother, I understand."

"This capital city is rife with wolves and tigers; it's fraught with danger," Princess Rui said with deep concern.

"They'll stop at nothing to get that position."

"You're just a little kid, you have to be careful."

"They're all cunning."

After listening, Qi Zhiyu nodded earnestly: "Mother, I will be careful."

A few days later, Qi Zhiyu rode a horse-drawn carriage up the mountain.

To be honest, she hadn't left the capital since she arrived here.

I didn't expect so many people to come to this temple.

At the entrance, Qi Zhiyu got off the carriage, and the coachman immediately drove it away.

Looking at these people, Qi Zhiyu couldn't help but sigh, "How much incense money must this be?"

In the original world, those prestigious sects also had many followers, and none of them lacked money.

Qi Zhiyu entered the temple, but instead of going into the main hall, she strolled to the back.

Generally speaking, after offering incense, high-ranking officials and nobles would go to the back and stay for a vegetarian meal.

The vegetarian dishes here are particularly famous, with exquisite preparation and unique flavors.

But compared to all that, what Qi Zhiyu felt was most unique about the vegetarian food here was... the price.

That vegetarian meal cost at least a hundred taels of silver.

"Princess, would you like to have a vegetarian meal?" the maid asked.

Qi Zhiyu chuckled twice: "Do I look like a fool? Spending so much money on a vegetarian meal?"

The maid chuckled softly, her lady always loved to tell the truth.

The vegetarian food here is touted as exceptionally delicious, but the princess once said that it was just an exorbitant profiteering tactic.

Qi Zhiyu continued walking forward, but when she reached the front, she was stopped by the little monk.

"Please wait, benefactor." The young monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Qi Zhiyu.

He spoke politely, but his expression was arrogant.

Qi Zhiyu looked at the little monk without saying a word.

The young monk seemed somewhat surprised.

All the pilgrims who came and went knew him; everyone knew that the abbot liked him the most.

When people saw him, they would always give him nice things, hoping that he would say a few good words for them to the abbot.

After all, there are just too many people who have the opportunity to meet their abbots.

Not everyone can see it.

To meet someone depends on fate and luck.

"Benefactor, the abbot's resting place is ahead. Please do not approach and disturb his meditation," the young monk said.

Qi Zhiyu looked at the young monk and asked the maid beside her, "Didn't I tell you to tell the abbot in advance that I want to see him?"

Before the maid could speak, the young monk said directly, "Benefactor, the abbot is not someone anyone can see."

"It still depends on fate."

"Me neither?" Qi Zhiyu asked, amused.

"Please forgive me, benefactor." The little monk, however, was not one to be too lenient.

Qi Zhiyu asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The young monk bowed and said, "It doesn't matter what your status is, benefactor."

"This humble woman greets Your Highness." A respectful greeting rang out from behind Qi Zhiyu.

Qi Zhiyu turned around and looked at the woman, asking, "Who are you?"

Jiang Shuyi, who was bowing along with the woman, gritted her teeth secretly, but still said politely, "Princess, this is my mother."

"Madame Chiang," Qi Zhiyu nodded slightly, "please rise."

"Thank you, Princess." Madam Jiang stood up straight without any haste.

Her husband is the eldest son of the Duke of Wei, and now she is in charge of the household affairs of the Duke of Wei's mansion.

Her clothes were luxurious yet understated, exuding elegance and poise, perfectly embodying the demeanor of a matriarch.

"Princess, the abbot is in seclusion and it is inconvenient to disturb him. If you wish to discuss Buddhism with someone, there are several eminent monks who can have a pleasant conversation with you," Madam Jiang said with a light smile.

"These eminent monks are also well-versed in Buddhism, and even the Grand Secretaries of the court have praised them highly."

Qi Zhiyu smiled faintly, "Mrs. Jiang, I don't believe in these things."

Madame Chiang was taken aback. She had considered all sorts of things, but she never expected that Qi Zhiyu, a non-Buddhist, would come to the temple.

What did she want with the abbot?

"I have urgent business with the abbot, and no one else can take my place," Qi Zhiyu said patiently.

Madame Chiang was very polite; she couldn't very well lose her temper directly.

To be honest, she's the most reasonable person.

We can't let others find fault with her.

Madame Chiang was somewhat bewildered by what she said.

Why does Qi Zhiyu always do things the unconventional way? Normal people wouldn't do things like her.

"Princess, since the abbot is not here, there must be a reason. Why force him to do something against his will?" Madam Jiang advised with a smile.

Qi Zhiyu chuckled softly: "Mrs. Jiang."

Madame Chiang immediately looked at Qi Zhiyu, waiting for her to speak.

"Who am I?" Qi Zhiyu asked.

Madam Jiang murmured, "Princess Chen'an."

Why is Qi Zhiyu asking this?

"Does Madam Jiang mean that I, a princess, can't even see the abbot of a temple?" Qi Zhiyu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What? Does being the abbot mean he's not a commoner?"

"Just because he's the abbot, does that mean he can disregard me, a princess?"

"Or is it that the princess is so humble before this abbot that she needs to beg him?"

Madame Chiang turned pale at the question, looking somewhat flustered and embarrassed.

"But Princess, even when the King of Wu came to see the abbot, he showed him great respect," Madam Jiang said, speaking with facts.

Qi Zhiyu chuckled softly: "That's because the King of Wu is willing to lower himself."

"This princess is not willing."

Madam Jiang swayed slightly. Just as her father-in-law had said, Qi Zhiyu was indeed a reckless and unruly person.

Having suffered in the village for many years, he suddenly gained power and lost all sense of direction, no longer recognizing his own worth.

They just like to bully others by taking advantage of their power.

"Madam Jiang, are you still going to stop me?" Qi Zhiyu asked with a smile.

Despite her bright smile, Madame Chiang felt a chill run down her spine.

Madame Chiang bowed with her eyes lowered, saying, "It was my fault for being impolite."

Qi Zhiyu chuckled, turned around, and looked at the little monk.

The little monk nervously swallowed.

The Princess Chen'an in front of me is clearly not very old, and her face still has a childlike appearance.

But why are her eyes so scary?

The glittering, dark substance made his heart race, giving him a suffocating feeling of impending death and sending chills down his spine.

"Princess, Princess... this humble monk will go in and report," the little monk stammered.

Qi Zhiyu smiled slightly: "I don't even need to announce my arrival at the palace, but I need to announce my arrival here?"

The young monk looked at Qi Zhiyu in shock, then quickly lowered his head in fear.

He nervously stepped aside, opened the courtyard gate behind him, and gestured for the princess to enter: "This humble monk will lead the way for the princess."

"Hmm." Qi Zhiyu was satisfied.

She followed the young monk inside, and Jiang Shuyi lowered her voice, angrily saying, "Mother, did you see that? Qi Zhiyu is just that arrogant."

This caused her to be punished by her grandfather, the Duke of Wei, who also sent a pile of apologies to Qi Zhiyu.

It's because she got involved in the argument between Qi Zhiyu and Qi Rongyao last time.

A cold glint flashed in Madame Chiang's eyes: "It's good that she's arrogant."

"Many ladies come to offer incense, and they all have the utmost respect for the abbot. Qi Zhiyu has offended the abbot so much... What will those ladies do if they find out?"