The Little Monk in a Matriarchal World

# The Prince I Raised # After receiving guidance from an expert, the gravely ill prince was told that the excessive malice in his body could only be dispelled by marrying someone from a Buddhist temple. So the youngest monk at the royal Heavenly Grace Temple, Liao Yin, was sent over. When Chu Qi woke up and learned who the monk sprawled beside her bed, fast asleep and drooling, was to her, she nearly choked herself unconscious all over again. And yet he nervously counted his prayer beads and chanted at her: "P-Prince, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form." Reborn into a new life, Chu Qi plots revenge at every turn. But after fainting one day, she encounters the biggest wild card in her life: a chatterbox of a monk _(:зゝ∠)_ This story will be published on May 17. It's not long, so generous landowners with provisions to spare, please send some my way. [Bows in thanks] Sharp-tongued, wickedly clever prince vs. sweet, silly, chatty monk That's right, it's a raising-up story, still sweet and doting, one-on-one, both leads' first relationship. No debate. 1. All the schemes in this story come from the author's foolish brain. Don't take them too seriously. 2. It's not worth nitpicking the details. Don't get worked up over it. My friend's sweet and adorable female-dominance story ▼w▼ Little Demons by Su Ke'an, deliciously sweet, please add it to your collection. My friend's sweet and adorable story ▼w▼ Dig a Hole and Never Fill It by Zi Shu, sweet and delicious, please enjoy. Theme: