Weird beauty, she is a god in the entertainment industry

During the time when Xi Yan first came to the temple, the king was still worried and sent people many times to inquire about his situation.

When he learned that he had not been able to see the priest of the temple for half a month after entering the temple, and had been studying etiquette, he was so angry that he couldn't eat anymore.

The other princes and princesses who were secretly poking and preparing to take action, when they heard the news that Xi Yan hadn't even passed the most basic etiquette, they suddenly felt that they were unnecessary.

—— Such a useless prince, even if he was lucky enough to be chosen by the priest of the temple, what kind of threat could he pose?
So even if Xi Yan entered the temple, it didn't take long for people to inquire about him.

After more than half a month, Xi Yan, who was angry with one priest after another, finally walked towards the temple of priests under the complicated and sad eyes of the priests.

Xi Yan came to the outside of the priest's temple, and just about to take a step, he noticed that the priests beside him who had been tortured by him for more than half a month were staring at him sadly and nervously.

So he slowed down, turned his head and asked them: "Masters, did I go in?"

The priests nodded solemnly: "Please, Your Highness."

Then every time he took a step, the eyes of the priests became heavier, as if they were watching him go to the guillotine.

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The corner of Xi Yan's mouth twitched, and he quickened his pace after entering the hall, and quickly left behind the group of priests who were eager to see through.

The hall is wide and long, with candles flickering on both sides, accompanied by the echo of footsteps rippling around the hall.

This wide and lonely road was enough to calm one's mind, and when Xi Yan arrived under the high platform, the expression on his face had already calmed down.

He looked up at the figure blurred by layers of curtains on the high platform, then slowly lowered his head and gave an unmistakable blessing.

"My lord priest."

The eyes of the priests of the temple have been on him since he entered the hall, being watched by the eyes of insight, Xi Yan can naturally feel it.

As the world says, all falsehoods cannot escape these eyes.

Therefore, Xi Yan never thought of doing those little tricks in front of the priests of the temple, and he was also confident that such a compassionate and indifferent god would naturally not care about his little tricks.

Sure enough, he guessed right——

"Go down."

The distant and majestic voice of the priest of the temple came, but she didn't care about anything.

There was a smile on Xi Yan's lips, and he guessed right.

Soon Xi Yan walked out of the temple of priests. The priests outside looked like a group of parents waiting for their children to take an exam. Seeing him coming out, they rushed to greet him.

Xi Yan stopped, and they also stopped.

One of the priests looked at him nervously and expectantly: "Your Highness, how are you?"

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Seeing a group of elderly priests worrying about him, Xi Yan's poor conscience suddenly increased a little.

He said truthfully: "Master Priest didn't say anything, just let me go down."

The priests looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether they had passed or not.

At this time, Duoya, who was a personal servant, came out.

"Good day Your Highness, good day all priests."

Duoya often acts as the representative of the priests of the temple, which is an undoubted fact in the temple.

So as soon as she appeared, the expectations in the eyes of several priests were rekindled.

"My lord priest has agreed, and please report to the side hall tomorrow, Your Highness."

After Duoya relayed the order of the priest of the temple, she left.

The priests wept with joy and shed tears of relief.

"Finally"

"I hope His Highness will learn from the priest in the future."

Seeing this, Xi Yan's conscience increased a little.

But he didn't expect that his suffering had just begun. The next day, when it was still dark outside, Xi Yan was woken up.

"Your Highness, wake up, it's time for you to report to the Temple of Priests."

Xi Yan: "?!"

He opened his eyes in a daze, looking out at the moon still hanging on the edge of the sky, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

It's a pity that the attendants in the temple didn't give him a chance, not to mention there were two priests staring at him.

They watched the attendant lift Xi Yan from the bed with difficulty, and nodded calmly: "Fortunately, we had a foresight."

The priest next to him agreed: "We still can't relax our vigilance."

Xi Yan: "."

Even if he is weak, does he still have to be studied by a group of people? !

After Xi Yan washed and dressed, the priests greeted him with a look of 'you should go to school': "Your Highness, please."

Xi Yan still wanted to struggle: "It's too early now, will you disturb the priest's rest?"

The priests laughed meaningfully: "Your Highness doesn't know, the breathing technique practiced by the priest can make her sleep less, and have more energy to read ancient books and listen to the prayers of believers."

Xi Yan opened his mouth wide in shock.

No wonder these priests have been forcing him these days. It turns out that the temple priest is the most aggressive one!

Now Xi Yan could no longer say any reason, he resigned to his fate and walked out of the door of the bedroom.

The priest behind him reminded him: "Your Highness, you are going in the wrong direction, the temple of priests is on the other side."

When Xi Yan arrived at the side hall behind the priest's temple, the candles were already brightly lit inside. Duoya was standing at the door of the side hall, and it was not surprising to see him walking lazily.

"Your Highness, please come inside."

Xi Yan followed her in curiously.

After entering, he realized how dull and boring the temple priest's side hall was, surrounded by fragments of ancient books displayed on shelves, and two books.

The newly added desk is still because of him.

The only ornament in the side hall is the vibrant green plant in the corner.

The priest of the temple has been hanging his head since he came in, concentrating on studying the fragments in front of him with a focused look.

Duoya led him to the new desk with light steps and then left. Only the temple priest and Xi Yan were left in the side hall.

In such a quiet and comfortable environment, it is very easy to induce drowsiness, let alone Xi Yan, who was forced to wake up.

He really wanted to yawn, but he remembered that the person in front of him was a temple priest, so he held back.

"Sleep if you want to sleep."

When the calm and indifferent voice came, Xi Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and found that the eyes of the priest of the temple fell on him at some point.

Those are eyes that embrace everything.

Under the gaze of such eyes, everything will be smoothed out.

then--

Xi Yan fell asleep directly.

Although he is muddled, his biggest advantage is sincerity.

Xi Yan fell asleep quickly, and the priests of the temple did not disturb him, and the two were in the side hall, doing their own things.

In this way, they passed the morning peacefully, until Duoya came in to call them to rest, and Xi Yan woke up in a daze.

As soon as he woke up, he met Duoyan's faint gaze that hesitated to speak.