Zhou Qingyan is the most gorgeous beauty in Suzhou. She has a slim figure and looks slender and delicate, but the slender branches bear fruit, and her every move is alluring.
When Jiang's mother saw that her son Jiang Zhiyao was devoted to the Buddha and his mind was as calm as an ancient well, she made a bet with her. Let this ascetic Buddhist disciple who is in seclusion and practicing asceticism realize that there are things in this world that are more beautiful than scriptures, smell better than sandalwood, and more interesting than Buddhist halls.
When he first entered Jiang Mansion, Jiang Zhiyao twisted beads and chanted sutras every day. The rules and precepts were engraved into his bones. He looked coldly and alienated in the face of beauty, and regarded the love between men and women as an evil obstacle that disrupted his practice.
But accompanying her day and night, the girl's fresh and bright breath invaded his world little by little. He suddenly realized that the stunning beauty in front of him was sweeter and more fragrant than sandalwood.
His mind was agitated for a moment, there was a loud crash, all the beads in his hand fell to the ground, and his Zen mind that had been practicing hard for many years was completely lost.
When the bet expired, the two of them were supposed to break up and find their way home. Unexpectedly, the Buddhist noble son who was not tainted by the secular world would directly tear up the contract, willing to abandon Zen and break the precepts, and his paranoia and madness trapped her tightly.
"Don't leave. Your people and your heart can only belong to me from now on."
