"Do you think that the Crown Prince is more important, or are these etiquette more important?" Xiao Shan sneered and ignored the monks, quickly walking towards the meditation rooms.
Only then did the monks panic. After all, with the young mistress of the Prime Minister's Estate here, it would be a thorny matter if this person were to run into them.
"This won't do, Benefactor! You can go to other places in the temple, but not here! " The monks gathered up their courage and held onto Xiao Chan.
Xiao Chen was just about to shake off their restraints when he suddenly stopped midway. His eyes stared at the nearby grass as if he were attracted by something.
The monks were all stunned. They were curious as to what could stop this great god. They followed Xiao Chen's gaze and saw a folding fan on the grass not far away.
Xiao Cheng ignored the monks and quickly stepped forward to pick up the folding fan to examine it.
He saw that the fan's handle was made of white jade. The handle of the fan was carved out of fine jade and cut into the air. The workmanship was extremely exquisite. Although he was an amateur, with just a glance, one could tell that this fan was expensive.
"This... This is the crown prince's fan. " Xiao Chen sucked in a breath of cold air, showing a surprised expression. He then looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the nearby meditation room.
"Since the fan that the crown prince carried around with him has been left here, then he should be somewhere nearby as well!"
Xiao Chen gripped the fan handle tightly, revealing a look of extreme worry on his face. His words were not nonsense. Even though he had never seen the crown prince use this fan before, he was certain that it belonged to him.
Just now, Mu Yu Ting sneaked into the Crown Prince's room because of this fan. She stole the fan out of the house as she had planned and put it on the grass, waiting for them to find it.
The monks were unable to confirm who the real owner of the fan was, but they could not help but believe in Xiao Chen's certainty.
"But …" This is still a little inappropriate. " The group of monks had complicated feelings. It seemed as if there were two forces at war.
"What's wrong with that? Let me ask you, is the fan the crown prince's?" Xiao Chen waved the folding fan in his hand. Under the warm sun, the white jade began to emit a faint light that was extremely eye-catching.
"Yes."
"Then did I find this fan here?" Xiao Chen asked another question with an overbearing tone.
The monks nodded again, "Yes."
"That's good then. I found the crown prince's fan here. Shouldn't we be searching this area?"
The monk didn't say anything else for a long time.
"Now, let's see who dares to stop me from going to find the crown prince!" Xiao Cheng's cold gaze swept over the monk in front of him. He then turned around to look at the building in front of him and quickly walked away.
Although the monks still felt that something was amiss, they didn't know how to reply.
From this fan, they could roughly guess the crown prince's current location. In order to obtain this important information, they couldn't refuse.
"Sir, let's go to the meditation room and check the surroundings quickly. How about we come back?" An older monk was still worried.
The Crown Prince was not easy to mess with, and so was the Prime Minister's Palace!
Xiao Cheng did not respond to the monk's request and instead, strode towards the rooms.
Seeing that persuasion was useless, the monks quickly followed, watching Xiao Chen's every move. They were afraid that he would do something rash and inappropriate.
After a simple search of a few meditation rooms, he was unable to find anything, not even the slightest bit of information about the crown prince.
"Benefactor, look, I've been searching here for a long time. Shouldn't we also leave soon?"
The monk could not help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing to be gained and that he did not run into any other female benefactor.
"We haven't finished searching all the houses. How can we leave so easily?" Xiao Chan didn't move. Ignoring the monk's persuasion, he walked towards another meditation room not far away.
"Don't ah …" "Don't..." The faint sound of a woman begging could be heard from the meditation room. Although the tone sounded strange, the words were very clear.
The expressions of most of the people present instantly changed. They looked at each other in dismay. They didn't expect to encounter such a thing here. Their hands and feet were somewhat panicked for a moment.
Xiao Hong also acted surprised, but a trace of mockery flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Ah!" "I'm begging you, don't …" The girl suddenly shouted in a delicate voice. The originally weak voice suddenly grew louder.
Xiao Chen's expression was serious. He extended his hand to push open the door, but was stopped by a monk, "Benefactor, it isn't good for us to barge into the lady's room like this …"
He had always felt that the sounds of begging sounded extremely strange, not like the sounds of people being threatened, which made it seem somewhat strange.
"Did you not hear this woman's plea? Buddha said: 'Compassionate'. Is this the result of your cultivation? "
Xiao Cheng rendered the monk's face speechless, his face alternating between red and white.
"Which one of you wants to stop me?" Xiao Zhen shot a glance at everyone present and snorted before forcefully slamming the door open.
The moment the door was opened, a rich fragrance wafted out from the room. The heavy smell made Xiao Chen cough violently, and he covered his nose and mouth with his sleeve.
"Ah, I beg of you, Zhou Lang …" The coquettish breathing of a woman could be heard as the door opened.
"Bi'er, you're so beautiful, I haven't had enough of you!" The man's words, filled with lust, could be heard clearly in everyone's ears.
The smoke in the room slowly dispersed and everyone saw that the room was a mess. The clothes of a man and a woman were thrown messily on the ground.
Not far away, two naked figures were interweaving on a bed. One didn't even need to see them clearly to guess what was happening.
Most of the monks present had never experienced such a situation before, so when had they ever seen such a scene before? Their faces were all red with embarrassment.
Looking at the scene in front of her, Xiao Chen could not help but cover his nose as he tried his best not to inhale any of the spices.
Mu Yu Ting had done something to the spice. She had added aphrodisiac to Jiang Chen's spice earlier.
"Cough cough, Benefactor?" One of the monks had a red face and tried to interrupt the two on the bed, but to no avail.
The two on the bed seemed to be deaf and unmoved.
The two of them did not have the slightest bit of shame that someone else had discovered them. Instead, they continued to speak in a manner that would make people blush.