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

Jiang Shuyi's eyes lit up instantly: "Mom, I understand."

Qi Zhiyu harmed her grandfather, and now her grandfather's Gu worm attacks are becoming more and more frequent.

If things continue like this, Grandfather will eventually have to hand over the power he holds.

If their grandfather hadn't lost his military power, it would have been the beginning of their family's decline.

The Jiang family is in such a passive position now because of Qi Zhiyu!

Qi Zhiyu... damn it!

While Jiang Shuyi went to give orders, Qi Zhiyu had already taken a seat in the room and was slowly sipping her tea.

As a rich aroma of incense wafted in, the abbot, dressed in a kasaya, entered, chanting a Buddhist prayer: "Greetings, benefactor."

"Abbot, is there something wrong with how you address him?" Qi Zhiyu put down her teacup and looked at the kind-faced abbot with a half-smile.

The young monk beside the abbot was immediately furious, but the abbot smiled magnanimously and knelt down directly: "This humble monk greets the princess."

The abbot knelt down, so the young monk could only angrily follow suit.

But he still stubbornly stared angrily at Qi Zhiyu.

He'll remember this princess's humiliation of the abbot!

I will never let her get away with this again!

"I'm here for no other reason than this," Qi Zhiyu said slowly. "From now on, this temple belongs to me."

Even the abbot, who was used to grand occasions and could handle even the most powerful princes with ease, was still stunned by Qi Zhiyu's words.

"Princess, don't go too far!" The little monk was so enraged that he quickly came to his senses, completely forgetting his place in the hierarchy. He jumped up from the ground and pointed at Qi Zhiyu, shouting.

Qi Zhiyu didn't even glance at the young monk, only looking at the abbot kneeling in front of her.

The abbot slowly stood up and reached out to press down the arm that the little monk was pointing at Qi Zhiyu.

"Stop being so insolent!" the abbot scolded.

"Abbot!" the young monk protested.

The abbot glared at him, and the little monk's arrogance was immediately extinguished.

The little monk lowered his head, looking ashamed, and remained silent.

He will definitely listen to what the abbot says, but given the chance, he will definitely take revenge!

The abbot then bowed to Qi Zhiyu, saying, "Your Highness is too kind."

Qi Zhiyu chuckled, her face full of sarcasm: "Using the excuse of disciplining someone to stand up, you're quite good at taking advantage of the situation."

"What? Is kneeling affecting your speech?"

The abbot's thoughts were exposed, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Princess, what brings you to the temple?" The abbot skipped over the previous question.

"Oh... so you're refusing to answer?" Qi Zhiyu wasn't so easily fooled.

"You're really arrogant. You don't even take the royal princess seriously in front of you."

Qi Zhiyu's mocking, half-smiling expression made the abbot extremely irritated.

Is this person crazy?

He had heard that the princess whom the Prince Rui's mansion had found was no ordinary person, but he never expected her to be so unusual.

Does she not even know how to save face?

Do they have to completely break off relations before they're satisfied?

"Alright, I won't hold this against you for such a small matter," Qi Zhiyu said magnanimously.

"From now on, the temple's profits will be mine."

The abbess stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Did she know what she was saying?

How dare she?

No... How could she say that so matter-of-factly?

"Is the princess forcibly seizing this property?" The abbot's face also turned cold.

"No," Qi Zhiyu shrugged. "You were the one who insisted on giving it to me."

The abbot stared at Qi Zhiyu in disbelief. Where did she get the confidence to say that?

He even went out of his way to give it to her?

Between him and her... who's really gone mad?

"If His Majesty knew about the princess's thoughts, what would he say?" the abbot asked directly.

"Though I am of humble status, if I were to request an audience with His Majesty, I would still have the honor of seeing His Majesty's countenance!"

Qi Zhiyu raised her eyebrows slightly.

Oh, so you're threatening her now?

"If His Majesty knew that the dignified abbot had beautiful wives and concubines in his arms, and a house full of children and grandchildren..." Qi Zhiyu leaned forward slightly, looking at the abbot whose face had lost all color, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

She then slowly continued, "Abbot, what do you think His Majesty will say?"

Qi Zhiyu directly used the abbot's question from earlier to retort to him.

When the abbot asked her, she didn't panic at all.

When she asked the abbot... he was sweating profusely and looked quite unwell.

Qi Zhiyu sat leisurely in the chair, looking at the abbot with amusement.

The young monk, recovering from his shock, angrily rebuked, "Nonsense! Even if you were a princess, you cannot slander the abbot like this!"

"You can go out now," the abbot instructed the young monk.

The young monk naturally didn't want the abbot to confront the powerful princess, but when the abbot became serious, he had no choice but to reluctantly step back.

The abbot said in a deep voice, "Princess, you can't just say things like that."

"If you think it's nonsense, why are you panicking?" Qi Zhiyu asked, amused.

The abbot's face darkened: "This old monk just didn't expect the princess to spout such nonsense."

"Really? I'm talking nonsense?" Qi Zhiyu chuckled.

"Let me tell you..."

"Your wife bore you two sons, and you have three concubines. Oh, and two mistresses as well."

"Abbot, you're really playing a fancy game."

"He even kept his mistress in a village outside the city."

As she spoke, Qi Zhiyu pointed in two directions: "They're not even in the same village."

The abbot felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his neck tightly, and the fear of death made him breathe rapidly.

"There are quite a few illegitimate sons and daughters," Qi Zhiyu said with a light laugh.

"Abbot, you've had quite a wonderful life these past few years."

The abbot vehemently denied it: "What is the princess saying? This old monk does not understand."

"There's really no need to understand." Qi Zhiyu nodded slightly. "For example, the gold and silver treasures in the temple pond and the back mountain, since they don't belong to the abbot, they must be unclaimed."

"I'll have someone take him away right away, Abbot, you have no objections, right?"

The abbot felt his hands and feet were ice cold, as if he were buried in a snowdrift, and he was almost numb.

"If you frankly admit it to me and listen to me, I might spare your life," Qi Zhiyu told him directly.

"If you don't admit it... all your years of hard work will be gone, and you'll lose your life too."

It's quite easy to find people who are connected to the abbot through luck.

She didn't even need to say the specific location.

Because people with guilty consciences will naturally be afraid.

Look, the abbot is trembling like a leaf and sweating profusely.

Qi Zhiyu chuckled and said casually, "Don't worry, if you go, your whole family will be there to accompany you."

Pfft!

The abbot knelt heavily on the ground: "Princess, spare my life!"

Qi Zhiyu smiled and said, "You seem to have a deep affection for your family."

"That's rare."