The Monk and Her
【For her, he stepped from Buddha into the mundane, and for her, he fell into demonhood】
【Saintly Monk Emperor x Scheming Femme Fatale】
Before the late emperor passed away, he finally found the crown prince who had gone missing in childhood. However, the crown prince had already renounced worldly life and was completely detached from all earthly desires.
Even when the Empress Dowager filled the six palaces with various beauties, the new emperor remained unmoved and even intended to dismiss the harem! This greatly worried the Empress Dowager. Gritting her teeth, she snatched Ying Ji, the number one femme fatale of the nine domains and twelve nations, into the palace.
The first time Ying Ji saw Kong Fan, it was White Dew. He rested with his eyes closed under a Bodhi tree, his head resting on piles of worldly political memorials, his kasaya soaked with a layer of dew drops.
He opened his clear eyes and looked at her, calling out "Donor" with a voice touched by the thin morning mist. She suddenly wanted to ask if the Buddha would save an ant whose hands were stained with dirty blood.
Kong Fan once devoted himself to Buddha, seeking to save all sentient beings. Now, his monk's robes have fallen, his prayer beads scattered, and he turns his back on the Buddha, picking up a killer's blade to stand before her.
All five precepts were broken. One thought to become Buddha, one thought to fall into demonhood.
"Love can be letting go, fulfilling, or it can be plunder and exclusive possession; none is more noble."
"Even the light of a firefly is light."