To celebrate their wedding anniversary, Shan Ying worked day and night for several days, finally getting everything taken care of ahead of schedule. She returned the day before their anniversary without telling her husband, hoping to surprise him. But the surprise turned into a shock. Pei Jinxuan, usually so aloof and chaste that he was known as the capital’s Buddhist monk, had a woman wrapped around him. She writhed against him like a water snake, teasing him in every way, as his kasaya was slowly stripped away. He did nothing to stop her. Desire gradually stained his otherworldly face, like a fallen god. The two of them lost themselves in a passionate embrace on their marital bed. Shan Ying neither cried nor made a scene. She simply closed the door quietly. This time, she no longer had any lingering feelings for Pei Jinxuan. She wanted nothing to do with a man who had been tainted.
