My clothes were soaked through with cold water, and my hair was still dripping wet.

Qi Su's chin was lifted up.

Although she hadn't quite figured out what had happened, her eyelashes fluttered, and a gentle smile habitually appeared on her face.

Qi Su is a minor celebrity, only a fourth or fifth tier.

After wrapping up filming for their new drama yesterday, the entire crew went on vacation at the beach.

Unexpectedly, she encountered an accident while diving in the sea, and when she opened her eyes again, she had become a young widow who had been drowned.

The young widow was rescued and became Qi Su.

All the experience from several lifetimes combined, Qi Su had never been drowned in a pond before. This was incredibly thrilling.

Without a doubt, she must have been ambushed by an enemy. An enemy in the entertainment industry wouldn't have this ability; it must have been a sworn enemy from a previous survival horror game who somehow located her in her retirement position and deliberately sabotaged her.

Yes, before retiring to become a celebrity, Qi Su was actually a big name in horror survival games.

He entered the entertainment industry as a star after retiring to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, before they could enjoy a few years of peace, they were targeted and framed.

The man's fingertips traced across her delicate skin.

Qi Su slightly turned her head to avoid it.

Her wet, tousled hair fell down, obscuring her eyes and making her appear even more fragile and vulnerable.

Even though this person's current behavior was no different from molesting her, Qi Su had no room to resist.

Just moments before, she had "accidentally fallen into the water," and it was this man in front of her who had rescued her.

Her body is currently too weak to withstand any further stress.

Using the act of coughing, Qi Su subtly distanced herself from the person.

The man had a smile on his lips, seemingly unconcerned.

"Third Sister Qi, do you know who I am?"

Qi Su lowered her eyes, "This concubine is unaware of your identity, sir."

"Oh? Didn't Lady Qi tell her maid yesterday that I was an Embroidered-Robe Envoy from the capital?"

Qi Su: "..."

I remember now.

She, the original widow, did indeed say such things to her maid.

Yesterday, when the young widow went to pay her respects to her mother-in-law, she unexpectedly saw this gentleman dressed in embroidered robes in the main courtyard.

Jincheng is located in Yongzhou in the northwest, far from the capital. Even the so-called wealthy families there don't have much experience or knowledge.

But the original Qi Su was different.

She came from the capital and married into the family, so naturally she recognized the embroidered dress.

The Embroidered-Robe Envoy was the emperor's eyes and ears, in charge of monitoring all officials, and had connections that extended to the highest levels of government. In the capital, no one dared to offend him.

Black bull, dark green scaled snake, red flying fish, and silver python.

The man was dressed in dark green scales, indicating he was of a high rank.

The original owner of this body, a young widow, was originally showing off her extensive knowledge and was also a little curious about why the black-clad envoy had come to the Sun family in Jincheng.

Unexpectedly, a whisper in the inner quarters reached his ears.

Qi Su, her eyes red, quickly tried to make amends.

"Please forgive me, my lord. I was just expressing my admiration offhand."

Then they heard the person sitting on the artificial rock chuckle.

“I can forgive your sins, but your husband’s family has no intention of forgiving you.”

Less than six months after their marriage, Qi Su's husband died in a fight, and she became a widow just as she turned eighteen.

Jincheng has conservative folk customs.

The young wife, whose husband had died, was confined to the backyard of the house for the rest of her life, never allowed to leave.

Having married into the prosperous capital, the original owner of this body naturally didn't want to spend her whole life stuck in this desolate place.

Moreover, this marriage was forced upon her by her stepmother, and now that the man is dead, she naturally wants to go back.

She was beautiful, and with just a little bait, men would come forward to scheme for her.

She thought she had kept things discreet and no one would notice. Little did she know, in this tiny place like Jincheng, her unusual actions had already been reported to the Sun family by someone with ulterior motives.

Today's "accidental fall into the water" is a lesson to be learned.

This shouldn't have been an accident.

If she hadn't been rescued, there would have been the bizarre story of the Second Young Mistress of the Sun family committing suicide for her husband tomorrow.

Qi Su cried, her face streaked with tears.

"I am willing to do anything to repay you, my lord, as long as you can save my life."

As she spoke, tears fell like broken beads onto the man's dark embroidered boots.

She has to cry; she's too weak right now. She can't even beat a chicken, let alone a man.

Moreover, the original owner of this body was a young widow who was all looks and no brains. In order to return to the capital, she seduced people everywhere, and her husband's family had solid evidence against her.

Qi Su didn't want to be drowned again.

The man laughed.

"Is that so? Very well. I do have something I need you to do for me."

That's why he pulled Qi Su out of the water.

He held Qi Su's arm and looked at her with a smile.

"I've heard that Dao Ci, a Buddhist disciple of Ciyun Temple in the capital, also fell deeply in love with you several years ago?"

Qi Su stared in astonishment.

Dao Ci, the Buddhist disciple of Ciyun Temple, isn't that...?

No, that's not true at all.

That was just the original body, the concubine's daughter from the Marquis's mansion who grew up in the countryside. When she first returned to the bustling capital, she was insecure and sensitive, and fabricated lies to satisfy her vanity.

She only met that Buddhist monk once.

He must have glanced at her that day.

Evil thoughts arose in her mind.

Anyway, the Buddhist disciples of Zen Buddhism are high above, how could they possibly stoop to the level of a common woman like her?

Rumors spread. Unexpectedly, she was indeed beautiful, and the rumors caused quite a stir in the capital. Even Qi San Niangzi's reputation for beauty only began to emerge in the capital after that.

Qi Su stammered.

“That Buddhist disciple is high above, his Buddhist teachings are profound, and he has long transcended worldly affairs. I…”

The embroiderer stared at her and smiled.

"Mrs. Qi is stunningly beautiful, don't underestimate yourself. Did you and the Buddha ever have a relationship?"

Qi Su...

Judging from the situation, if she were to say no, she would probably freeze on the spot.

They can see through anyone, even those in embroidered robes. Don't they know that?

Qi Su lowered her eyes and replied, "That's all in the past."

The embroidered clothes made the corners of her mouth curl up.

"Very good. As long as you are useful, you will naturally survive."

His fingers touched Qi Su's cheek again, gently and carefully wiping away the water stains.

"Think about the Sun family's drowning. I can save you once, but I may not be able to save you a second time."

"Think again about your aunt in the capital."

"As long as you do as I say, you will be able to return to the capital and reunite with your aunt."

Concubine? Upon hearing these two words, Qi Su clenched her fingers tightly.

The lingering obsessions of the original owner clashed violently in his chest.

A moment later, she raised her eyes and smiled charmingly.

"I will leave everything to my benefactor."

.

Qi Su knew that the Embroidered Uniform Envoys were all bad people, and the task he assigned would definitely be difficult to complete.

But I didn't expect it to be this difficult.

The Northwest is already bitterly cold, and the weather becomes even colder in October.

The woman in embroidery was quite shrewd. She must have discussed something with the Sun family, because the original widow's in-laws let go of her and sent her to Qingyun Nunnery, which was nearly a hundred miles away from Jincheng.

Qi Su fell ill for more than half a month after entering Qingyun Nunnery.

This illness is half real and half fake.

All their efforts were worthwhile. The abbot of Qingyun Nunnery was worried that something might go wrong if the person died just a month after being brought in. So, as they had expected, they invited a doctor to treat her.

…

Although it was midday, the paper windows in the guest room did not let in much light.

The young woman lying on the bed had a fever that made her cheeks flushed, and she kept muttering something.

The young monk holding prayer beads glanced at her once before looking away.

He was tall and slender, with a cool and refined appearance, and what was even more remarkable was his frost-like demeanor.

Just standing there for a moment made the entire drab guest room seem much brighter.

While covering Qi Su with a blanket, a young nun pinched her hard.

"Holy crap!" Qi Su woke up with a start.

The conversation not far away thus became clearer.

The young man's cool voice said, "She's not a nun from the temple. Just take her home."

"Master, I'm afraid we can't send it back." The troubled female voice belonged to Abbess Yuanrun of Qingyun Temple.