"Your Highness flatters me, how could I be the new favorite in the officialdom? It is all due to your support and the Emperor's favor!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Your Highness, Miss, please have a seat!"
Qing Ying offered tea and stood behind Lin Xiaosu.
The Seventh Prince picked up the teacup and took a gentle sip: "Mr. Li, my visit to the mansion at this moment is because of an unfinished matter."
"An unfinished matter?" Lin Xiaosu was slightly taken aback.
"An hour ago, three high monks left the Li Palace, but they didn't go far, and now they are stirring up trouble again!"
"What have they done?"
"They established an altar at the North Gate, performing Buddhist rites to transfer merits for Xuan Kong!"
Lin Xiaosu's expression darkened slightly: "These thieving monks are indeed reckless!"
