Jiang Liuli sat there, suddenly feeling countless gazes turn toward her, scorching hot.
Even with her thick skin, she felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Shuyue wore a mischievous grin. [Oh-ho, I never knew my little sister was this bold. She even dared to seduce a monk from the national temple. Wasn't she afraid of being caught?]
[Well, she hasn't been exposed yet, so she must feel pretty safe.]
The Crown Prince thought, You weren't exposed last night, but now the whole temple knows.
Huici nearly lost his composure. Jie Yan was his eldest disciple, the one who might inherit his mantle someday.
How could he have so little self-control?
Damn it, damn it! Just watch me break that brat's legs!
Huiming thought, Senior Brother, calm down. Perhaps he's only got half a foot through the door? He can still be saved.
Huici: *...*
Half a foot? Even a single toe is unacceptable!
The system said, [Last night, while you were stuck in the dog hole, Jiang Liuli said she wasn't feeling well, took Jie Yan's hand, and pressed it against her chest. She kept cooing "big brother" this and "big brother" that, while Jie Yan sat beside her bed all night like a block of wood.]
Jiang Shuyue looked Jie Yan up and down. [That doesn't make sense. Jiang Liuli is quite pretty, and Jie Yan looks smitten too. Why did he just sit there doing nothing? Could it be... hehehe, he can't get it up?]
The system wholeheartedly agreed with Jiang Shuyue. [That's what I think too. Otherwise, why sit in her room for so long? He must be impotent.]
Jie Yan had no idea that everyone now regarded him as "impotent."
A group of young monks with insufficient self-discipline whispered among themselves below.
"Is Senior Brother Jie Yan really impotent?"