After Becoming a Widow, I Pulled the Buddha Off His Pedestal

Married for only half a year, the newly eighteen-year-old Qi Su became a young widow, and a notorious one at that. Delicate and alluring, her beauty was a double-edged sword, one that ultimately hu...

Chapter 117 is a great dungeon; it even gives you a husband!

An indoor space without lit lamps.

Qin Shang gave a cold laugh, a sinister look creeping across his brows and eyes.

"No wonder Ayan couldn't detect the Gu in Yunzheng's body at Huatan Temple that day. But I couldn't believe her because of various considerations."

There are always some kinds of people in this world.

You may not love your partner deeply while they are alive.

Once their partner dies, they become the most devoted people in the world.

She is the dawn, she is the starlight.

The wind, rain, grass, and trees that pass by are all her.

Those who die young become the love of their lives.

After finishing his tea, the Qin merchant left the courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the cell, Jingrou, who had been waiting inside for a long time, came up to ask him questions.

"Your Highness, what should be done about the Princess Consort of Qishan?"

The Qin merchant smiled bitterly.

"Let your family catch their breath and take a break."

Jingrou's expression was indifferent.

"The gentleman still smells of herbs; hasn't he recovered already?"

Qin Shang raised his foot as if to kick her.

"What right do children have to pry into adults' privacy?"

Jingrou: "The Northwest has been relatively peaceful recently, and Yunzheng's cooperation with you has been going smoothly. It would be bad if he found out that His Highness had abducted his wife and a rift developed between them."

Qin Shang snorted coldly.

"What do you mean I plundered it? It was King Huai who plundered it. If anyone should take revenge, it should be King Huai."

Jingrou made the suggestion.

"Why don't you kill her while Yun Zheng is still here? Haven't you always wanted to kill her?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shang gave her a deep look.

Qi asked, "When did you become enemies with Qi San Niang?"

Jingrou: "Although we have no enmity, I have always thought of the adults' best interests."

Qin Shang put on a stern face.

"I don't really have a grudge against her. It's just that Ayan doesn't like her."

Huatan Temple should have become a living hell on the day of the Medicine Buddha's enlightenment.

That was a gift that should have been offered to the Goddess of Gu.

If all goes well, even most of Jincheng will fall.

That mere Buddhist disciple was reduced to a pawn in someone else's game from that point on, never to cause another ripple.

But all of this was destroyed by that woman who suddenly appeared.

She broke the curse cast by Ayan and saved the Buddhist disciple who was destined to die.

This suddenly put the situation on the defensive.

Although the Qin merchants were wary of Ayan in Jincheng, it didn't stop them.

After Ayan's death, out of some sense of guilt, he wanted to offer Qi Su as a sacrifice to her.

"Yun Zheng probably doesn't know that we took him away."

The Qin merchant stroked his chin.

"Send her to a remote place first."

That gentle smile returned to his face.

"Once the turmoil in the capital subsides a bit, we can see whether to kill her or keep her as a bargaining chip to play with later. Both options are quite interesting."

Jingrou remained expressionless.

"Should we kill him? If the King of Qishan finds out, I'm afraid you'll be in big trouble."

Qin Shang shook his head.

"No way. How could this matter be traced back to me? I'm completely innocent."

He wasn't ready to completely break ties with Yun Zheng.

What if that monk really goes mad because of a woman and ruins everything they've planned?

It's not worth the risk.

Qin Shang was thinking about where to transfer Qi San Niangzi overnight.

My subordinate suddenly rushed in to report.

"My lord, the Prince of Qishan has suddenly appeared outside the Zhenfu Division. He says he wants to take his wife back."

Qin Shang: "...What?"

His smile froze on his face as he looked at Jingrou in astonishment.

How did he know?

Jingrou spread her hands out.

Maybe this is what they call true love?

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Qi Su sat cross-legged in the guest room of the Zhenfu Division.

Yes, she was a guest; she couldn't even get into the Zhaoyu Prison.

Since we're already here...

Qi Su didn't stand on ceremony for most of the day.

I ate a bowl of beef noodles, half a roast duck, and a plate of dried fruit.

With nothing to do, there wasn't even an ant in the room.

She could only tease the newly implanted Gu worm on her arm.

This little thing was given to her by "Ayan".

Ayan didn't say the specific effects, but Qi Su probably sensed them.

It's a kind of mental breakdown, similar to someone controlling the brain.

It had a similar effect to the small amount of hypnotic poison she administered to King Huai.

She was just afraid that if Prince Huai became an idiot, it would be detrimental to the current political situation, so her measures were relatively mild.

The one in Qi Su's arm is really something else.

It was even lighter than the one Qi Su had given to King Huai.

To be precise, it started playing dead as soon as it entered Qi Su's bloodline.

Qi Su was afraid of arousing "A Yan's" suspicion, so she urged it to move, and only then did it move.

She was alone in this room.

As the light outside the window grew dimmer...

It's late at night, past midnight.

How about we call it a day? They have a curfew, it's time to go home.

Suddenly, wisps of white smoke rose from the room.

White...smoke?

That stuff spread extremely quickly. Was it a mind-altering drug?

Qi Su looked around the room.

Forget it, I'll just play dead.

She lay in the chair until, after a cup of tea, someone tiptoed in.

Another Gu worm was injected into her body.

Ding dong! Celebrating the arrival of two Gu today!

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It was late at night, at the gate of the Embroidered Robe Envoy's Garrison.

Apart from two imposing stone lions, each as tall as a person, there was no other person present.

The carriage was quietly parked by the roadside.

King Qishan, dressed in black casual clothes, stood beside the stone lion, holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads in one hand.

The door opened.

The embroidered-robed messenger respectfully led a woman out.

"Your Highness, the Princess Consort is not feeling well in Prince Huai's prison. We have already arranged for a physician..."

Completely ignoring his explanation, Yun Wuyi's gaze was already fixed on the woman in front of him.

She seemed perfectly fine, with nothing unusual about her.

Even their expressions were calm and natural.

He finally felt relieved.

He reached out to pull her down.

But the woman tilted her head, avoiding his hand.

A pair of bright, sparkling eyes looked at him.

"Who are you?"

Yun Wuyi's outstretched hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

His eyes were as deep as ink.

She said quietly, "Stop fooling around, this isn't fun at all."

The woman in front of him chuckled.

"But I think it's quite fun."

She reached out and playfully pinched his chin.

Yun Wuyi: "..."

She finished pinching his chin.

But then she lifted his hat and looked at his hair.

"Wow, you really do have short hair, that's quite rare. But you still look pretty handsome."

Yun Wuyi: "..."

As if sensing his bad mood, the woman stopped acting rashly.

He simply said, "You've come to pick me up, right?"

Without needing anyone's help, she jumped onto the carriage on her own.

Yun Wuyi seemed to be enveloped in an extremely cold atmosphere.

He stepped onto the carriage.

He sat right across from her.

As the carriage moved along, the lights of the Zhenfu Division gradually faded into the distance.

The air inside the car became quiet.

Yun Wuyi asked her coldly, "How should you address me?"

The woman opposite him laughed.

"Husband? I just touched your face, and you didn't even flinch."

Yun Wuyi closed his eyes, then opened them again.

His tone carried the calm before the storm.

"If you admit you're wrong now, I won't be angry."

The woman burst into laughter.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong, my husband, please don't be angry."

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, her tone was drawn out, and her voice was sweet and cloying.

This dungeon is still better.

She'll also post pictures of her husband.