After Lanqin and the others got up from the cushions, the Third Prince's wife, the Eighth Prince's wife, and the Ninth Prince's wife were still waiting on the side, showing no intention of leaving.

"We heard that Master Yichen has returned, and we would like to have him predict our future. Could you take us there? I am willing to donate a year's worth of incense money to your temple," the Third Princess said to the monk standing to the side.

"Thank you for your kindness, but Master Yichen never reads fortunes for those who haven't made an appointment with him. If you wish to see Master Yichen, you can only make an appointment today and can see him next time," the monk said, bowing to the Third Princess.

The Third Princess Consort had originally wanted to have her fortune told by Yichen, and now that Lanqin was there, she was even more eager to have him do it. The Eighth and Ninth Princess Consorts had also heard that this Master Yichen was the most senior monk in the temple, and that he was said to be the abbot's uncle.

"Can't we have our fortunes told today? I'll double the incense money." The Third Princess didn't want to lose face in front of Lanqin, and she also wanted to take Lanqin to have her fortune told.

The young monk hesitated for a moment, then said, “Esteemed benefactor, will you go alone, or will all of you go? Our Master Yichen only sees one person a day. This is his rule. Originally, appointments were required in advance, but seeing your sincerity, I will go and speak with you. However, seeing only one person is a rule of my grand-uncle, and no one can break it. If many people want to see him, we will decide by drawing lots.”

Lanqin sneered inwardly, thinking, "It's only because of the money!" She had no interest whatsoever. If it weren't for the Third Princess Consort holding her back, she would have gone elsewhere long ago.

"Third Princess Consort, I have other plans to make. Why don't you go see Master Yichen for a fortune telling? We won't follow you," Lanqin said.

The Third Princess Consort still refused to let go, saying, "Side Princess Consort, why don't you refuse? Why don't we go together and see who Master Yichen is treating?"

The Eighth Princess Consort had long heard of Master Yichen's great reputation, and was now intrigued. She quickly said, "That's right, why don't we go together and see who can draw Master Yichen's fortune slip today?"

Lanqin had no choice but to follow the Third, Eighth, and Ninth Princesses to Master Yichen's meditation room. Geng and Song, who were behind her, dared not say anything more.

Yichen lived in a secluded meditation room on the back mountain. Along the way, Lanqin and the others followed the young monk through several mountain paths, continuing upwards. Along the way, there were quite a few wildflowers planted on both sides of the road, which were quite beautiful.

"Third Sister-in-law, did you come here today specifically for Yichen?" asked the Eighth Prince's wife, who was standing in front.

"No, I came to offer incense with Third Master. I just heard that Master Yichen has returned from his travels, and I thought it was a good opportunity to have Master Yichen read my fortune. Eighth Sister-in-law, have you heard of this Master Yichen? It is said that his master passed away in Nirvana, and his body has not decayed for a hundred years. Master Yichen travels around for many years and rarely returns to the temple. This opportunity is really rare. It is said that he can see people's future. Once, Master Yichen read the fortune of a wealthy merchant and said that he would die of a serious illness in ten years. As a result, the wealthy merchant was furious. Not only did he not believe it, but he also cursed Master Yichen and left. As a result, ten years later, the wealthy merchant did indeed fall seriously ill. His son came to him and asked Master Yichen to show his father a way to live. Master Yichen said that he had predicted the wealthy merchant's fate ten years ago and there was no way to save him. As a result, the wealthy merchant died suddenly from the illness." Third Princess was actually just hearing rumors, but she told them in a very detailed way. Lanqin just wanted to listen to the story.

However, the Eighth Prince's wife listened very attentively, and a thought began to form in her mind, but she could not reveal it at this moment.

The young monk beside him had remained silent until the Third Princess Consort mentioned the rumors about Yichen, at which point a slight smile appeared on his face. Lanqin caught that smile and wondered if all these stories about Yichen were fabricated by Huangjue Temple itself.

The group walked around and finally arrived at the door of Yichen's meditation room. Lanqin looked him over carefully. It seemed that Yichen was indeed of noble status in Huangjue Temple, otherwise his meditation room would not be hidden so secretly and be a secluded courtyard. He was obviously not an ordinary monk.

In the small courtyard outside the meditation room, two young monks were sweeping fallen leaves. The whole courtyard looked peaceful and tranquil.

"Esteemed benefactors, please go to the guest room over there to rest for a while. This humble monk needs to go and ask Uncle-Master Yichen," the monk said to the Third Princess and the others.

The Third Princess Consort seemed to respect Yichen greatly, showing none of the arrogance she displayed in front of Lanqin. After the monk went to consult with Yichen, the Third Princess Consort led her entourage to the guest room to wait.

After everyone was seated, a young monk poured water for everyone, and then no one else came.

After exchanging a pained expression with Song and Geng, Lanqin could only sit there quietly.

"How is Fourth Prince's wife's illness?" Eighth Prince's wife suddenly asked.

Lanqin exclaimed, not expecting the Eighth Prince's wife to suddenly ask about the Princess Consort again. She was momentarily stunned and could only choke out, "Is the Princess Consort feeling better? It's just that our master is particularly fond of her and has been letting her take care of herself."

"Even when you come out to worship Buddha and burn incense, you don't bring any?" The Third Princess Consort said with a smile when she saw that the Eighth Princess Consort was finally making trouble for Lanqin.

"The Princess Consort is frail and cannot withstand the cold. Our concubine has come here specifically to pray for her health." Seeing that they were all making trouble for Lanqin, Madam Song could no longer hold back.

Lanqin glanced gratefully at Madam Song. Given her timid and fearful nature, it was already quite commendable that she had stood up to speak at this moment.

As expected, the Eighth Prince's wife glanced at Song Shi, seemingly disdainful of speaking to a mere princess, and turned her head away without saying a word.

At this moment, the monk who had gone to inform Yichen returned, but this time he was holding a divination stick container.

"Esteemed benefactors," the monk said, "our grandmaster has said that he can only read the fortunes of one person present. Here are many fortune sticks. Each of you should draw one. Our grandmaster has already marked the one he wants to read. Whoever draws the marked one will be able to have their fortune read by our grandmaster."

At this moment, the Third Princess Consort seemed to regret letting Lanqin and the others come, as it took away her opportunity.

Lanqin naturally noticed the Third Princess's expression, but she didn't want to leave now, and seeing the Third Princess's distressed appearance was really satisfying.

Each person drew a fortune stick from the divination tube in the monk's hand.

The monk asked everyone to hold up their lots so he could look at them. The Third Princess immediately raised her lot, and the others followed suit. The monk's gaze swept over the lots in everyone's hands, finally settling on Lanqin's.

Seeing this, the Third Princess Consort immediately said unwillingly, "Little Master, could it be her?"