However, the matters handled by this old monk one by one somehow felt exceptionally upsetting.
Ironically, he still was the person most relied upon by father, and Prince Ye Jiu could not act against him.
Following Master Yuan Ling’s gaze, Prince Ye Jiu also glanced outside.
Although his head was tightly covered by a kerchief, the familiar figure was instantly recognized by Prince Ye Jiu.
It was that wretched girl!
Prince Ye Jiu harbored some inexplicable resentment towards Ye Jiu, so upon seeing her figure, he merely turned his head haughtily and had no intention of calling out to her.
However, he was thinking to himself that the girl would come over to speak to him.
Unfortunately, Prince Ye Jiu had neglected that he was not in a carriage belonging to the Royal Residence but rather one from Huguo Temple.
Therefore, separated by the carriage, how could Ye Jiu know who he was?
Watching Ye Jiu pass by the carriage and walk further away, Prince Ye Jiu’s face darkened with anger, and he said to the coachman in front, "Why aren’t we moving yet? Are we staying here to soak up the sun in this blistering heat?"
After seeing Ye Jiu’s figure, Master Yuan Ling was pensive and no longer concerned whether he had eaten or not.
Even as the carriage drifted further away, Master Yuan Ling still frowned deeply.
The fortune that clung to this maiden was very similar to what he had seen in past years, yet, not quite...
Exiting the main courtyard of the Royal Residence, Prince Ye Jiu eagerly asked Master Yuan Ling, "Well, how is the Princess Consort?"
"Indeed, it is an Omen of the Dispossessed Soul," Master Yuan Ling nodded.
"Then is there a way to save the Princess Consort?" Prince Ye Jiu inquired.
"It is said that by day one reflects and by night one dreams; when a person’s obsession reaches a certain level, they can perform acts that ordinary people cannot comprehend. And the Princess Consort is precisely in such a state," Master Yuan Ling encountered such a difficult problem for the first time and therefore had no immediate solution.
After a while, Master Yuan Ling handed a string of prayer beads to Prince Ye Jiu, "This string of beads has accompanied this humble monk for decades and has absorbed quite some Buddha’s energy. I now give it to the Princess Consort, hoping it will help stabilize her mind. However, to fully save the Princess Consort, she needs to resolve her inner conflicts and ease her mind."
Prince Ye Jiu took the prayer beads and casually handed them to nanny Liu, who was eavesdropping from behind, "According to the Master, place this next to the Princess Consort."
"Yes, this servant obeys," nanny Liu took the prayer beads and left.
After nanny Liu had left, Prince Ye Jiu spoke again, "Does the Master truly have no way to wake the Princess Consort?"
"This humble monk told you, only by resolving her inner conflicts can the Princess Consort naturally recover," Master Yuan Ling said.
Prince Ye Jiu irritatedly responded, "I am not the worm in her stomach, how could I possibly know what her inner conflict is!"
Master Yuan Ling remained calm, "Your Highness may not know, but that does not mean those close to the Princess Consort do not know. Know that some matters, simply by being heartfelt, are not unknown."
Was this old monk insinuating that he did not care enough for the Princess Consort, that’s why he was unaware of her inner conflicts?
However, the old monk’s words did make sense too.
Prince Ye Jiu turned and walked back into the room, but after he had left, the expression on Master Yuan Ling’s face immediately turned solemn.
Years ago, he had predicted that the child in the belly of the Princess Consort, would be a person of great fortune.
This child’s birth was destined to bring a century of prosperity to Dongyue and ensure the people would want for nothing.
However, after the Princess Consort gave birth, that fortune inexplicably vanished, and it was no longer visible in the Princely Heir.
Now, he had seen that same great sign of fortune on a girl wearing a kerchief!