The road is long, but the carriage moves forward.

Ye Xingchen was reading a storybook, eating cakes, and playing chess with the Regent, so he wasn't bored at all.

We soon arrived at Baoen Temple, which was built halfway up a mountain. The carriage could only be parked at the foot of the mountain and then we had to climb up the mountain on foot.

At this moment, many carriages were parked at the foot of the mountain, and many men, women, old and young gathered there, all of them came to pray and listen to the Dharma.

A young monk came over and said, "Greetings, Lord Regent. The abbot has given instructions. Lord Regent, please follow me."

"Okay." The Regent and others immediately followed.

Ye Xingchen spotted King Mo’s carriage not far away. She said nothing and followed the little monk up the mountain.

The small path on the back mountain that the little monk led them on was not as crowded as the main road in front of the mountain. There were only a few little monks walking busy along the way.

The young monk took the regent and others to the courtyard and said, "This courtyard is divided into two sides, east and west. The west side is for female donors, and the east side is for male donors. Please settle down first, regent.

There is vegetarian food in the front yard. You can go and have some. The abbot will be available in the afternoon. I will come to inform the regent then."

"Thank you, young master." Su Ruoan said politely.

The little monk left, and Cang Boyi said, "Let Ajiu follow you for the next few days."

"Okay." Ye Xingchen turned and went to his residence in the west, tidied up simply, and went to eat.

After dinner, the abbot came to see the regent. The two had not seen each other for a long time. The abbot was very excited and took the regent to his meditation room.

Ye Xingchen had nothing to do, so he went to the front mountain, and Ajiu followed him immediately.

The front mountain was very lively. People all came here to ask for divination sticks, to pray, etc. From afar, there were crowds of people and many monks were busy answering questions. There were even long queues.

There is a pedestrian street in front of the mountain gate halfway up the mountain, with many vendors on both sides of the street, all selling some temple specialty items, such as sachets and bracelets.

Ye Xingchen saw one of the sachets. It had a black background with a few auspicious clouds embroidered on it with blue and white silk threads. It was simple and elegant, and it matched the regent's temperament very well.

"Uncle, how much is this?" Ye Xingchen asked.

"Young girl, you have really good taste. This was just embroidered by my old lady. It's a perfect gift for the man you like. The marriage sachet in Bao'en Temple is also very accurate. Maybe this sachet can even help you create a good story. This sachet only costs one or two taels of silver." The old man replied.

Ye Xingchen thought of the regent's cold and handsome face and was very satisfied: "Then I want it."

"Okay." The old man was about to wrap it up.

Then a sarcastic voice came: "Hey, isn't this Ye Xingchen who divorced Prince Mo? A divorced woman actually bought a purse. Don't say you still miss Prince Mo."

Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows and looked over. It was the woman he met at the chrysanthemum viewing banquet a few days ago. Ye Xingchen couldn't remember her name, but he only remembered that she was trying to curry favor with the third princess at the time, and the person standing next to her was Fu Yurou.

The third princess hates Ye Xingchen the most. If I can deal with her today, the third princess will definitely look at me with admiration, Shen Jiahan thought proudly in his heart.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around looked over and looked down on Ye Xingchen.

"Miss Shen is right. Miss Ye, you and Prince Mo have divorced, so please stop getting entangled with them." A passerby said.

"That's right. A divorced woman actually came to Baoen Temple to buy a purse. How shameful."

"If you hadn't cried, made a scene, and even hanged yourself, King Mo wouldn't have married you. Now that we're divorced, can't we just live our own lives in peace?"

Listening to the contempt and disdain of the crowd, Ye Xingchen's face was calm and indifferent: "Who said that this purse of mine was given to King Mo? Is King Mo the only man in the world?"

"This is really ridiculous. If you don't give it to King Mo, who else can you give it to? Who would dare to marry the woman King Mo divorced?" Shen Jiahan said sarcastically.

Although Ye's father read the divorce letter in public, in everyone's eyes, for a good-for-nothing woman like Ye Xingchen, divorce was no different from being divorced.

Fu Yurou looked smug and pretended to be considerate: "Miss Ye, even if you still miss the prince, you and the prince have divorced now. There is no possibility for you two anymore, so why bother to keep pestering him?"

"Yu Rou is right. You are a useless idiot. Not to mention King Mo, even a beggar on the street would look down on you." Shen Jiahan said humiliatingly.

Ah Jiu couldn't listen any more and was about to retort when she heard Ye Xingchen ask, "Did Miss Shen come with Mr. Zhao, who is engaged to you?"

Shen Jiahan froze for a moment, then looked defensive: "Why are you asking this? Zhao Cong doesn't like you, a divorced woman?"

"Mr. Zhao is a man who is popular with both men and women. I wouldn't even want him for free." Ye Xingchen said with disdain.

Shen Jiahan was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about? You're popular with both men and women. You even framed Zhao Cong to exonerate yourself. Ye Xingchen, you are so shameless."

"He sleeps with both men and women. If Miss Shen goes back to her residence now, she might see a surprise." Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows.

"You, you are talking nonsense?" Shen Jiahan was so angry that he raised his hand to slap Ye Xingchen in the face.

But Ajiu grabbed her wrist and said, "My lady can't be beaten by just anyone. You're looking for death." Then he shook her hand off.

His name is Miss Ye Xingchen, and others will just think he is Ye Xingchen's bodyguard and won't think much about it.

The force was so great that Shen Jiahan fell to the ground. He was in so much pain that he glared at me angrily.

"Ye Xingchen, you actually dared to let someone beat me, I will never let you go!" Shen Jiahan was filled with resentment, he got up from the ground and was about to pounce on him.

"Before you get angry, Miss Shen, you should go and see your fiancé. If you don't mind sharing a man with a servant, just pretend I didn't say anything." Ye Xingchen replied calmly.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded. Oh my God, what a big news they had heard.

Miss Shen's fiancé is actually unisex. This is too exciting. I didn't expect that Mr. Zhao would be so extravagant.

"Miss, why don't we go back and take a look first? Ye Xingchen can't run away anyway. You can settle the score with her later." The maid beside her reminded.

"Okay, I'll go back and take a look. If you, Ye Xingchen, slander Zhao Cong, I will never let you go!" Shen Jiahan left angrily.

Fu Yurou didn't expect that Shen Jiahan really left. What an idiot. She was deceived by Ye Xingchen with just a few words. What a pig brain.

"Don't you guys want to go and watch the show? After all, it's not common to see live sex pictures that appeal to both men and women." Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said.

The crowd watching were already excited, and when they heard Ye Xingchen's words, they all rushed over to eat the melon.

Seeing that everyone had left, Fu Yurou looked over suspiciously: "Ye Xingchen, how do you know such a secret? Are you and Mr. Zhao?"

"How should I know that? It's none of your business. You should just take care of yourself. I heard that Jing Yan'er is here today too." Ye Xingchen replied disdainfully.

When she heard Jing Yan'er, Fu Yurou's face froze instantly.

Could it be that she still hasn't given up on the prince?