Bodhi Crossing Spring

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In Jia Yin's eyes, Jing Rong had a vermilion dot between his brows and held a green qin. His bearing was lofty and pure, untouched by worldly dust.

That day, he entered the palace by order to pray for the Empress Dowager's well-being. She swept aside the curtain and entered, performing the opera piece she knew best.

Jing Rong lowered his lashes, avoiding her bright, charming eyes. But as he lowered his gaze, he caught sight of her snow-white ankle.

A tiny, striking red mole.

That night, as he knelt before the lotus throne, reciting the Purifying Heart Sutra for the tenth time,

the girl came in, walking on moonlight.

A gust of wind swept through the hall, and several beads suddenly slipped from his prayer bracelet.

Before the ancient curtains and the glow of the green lamp, he closed his eyes.

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Jing Rong was a monk who knew neither sorrow nor joy, compassionate yet merciless.

He had once personally driven his junior disciple, who had developed worldly feelings, out of the monastery. But he never expected that one day, upon hearing that she was to be married, he would rush into a curtain of rain.

In the pouring rain, she wore her wedding dress and cursed him again and again.

"Jing Rong, have you come to steal me away?"

"Master Qingyuan's most prized disciple, the revered monk Jing Rong! Do you know what you're doing?"

She shouted at him, cursing him for his grave sins.

In the rainy night, Jing Rong stared at her in a daze for a long time, then shed two silent tears.

"I am guilty of grave sins."

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Years later, as he copied scriptures by lamplight, she came over and set down a steaming bowl of lotus seed soup.

Jia Yin asked with interest, "What of the Bodhisattva Guanyin?"

Jing Rong sat upright, his expression unchanged. "She saves all living beings, and is infinitely compassionate."

"Then... what about me?"

The girl smiled brightly.

He lowered his eyes, his lashes trembling slightly, then leaned down and kissed her.

"A Yin, save me."

#He defied years of faith and loved someone without hesitation#

#Faith in Buddhism, love for you by instinct#

*Updates at midnight

*Both are virgins; happy ending

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Ten days after marrying into the Xun family, Li Suyi discovered that something was wrong with her husband.

Her husband appeared refined, elegant, steady, and polite in public, but after dusk, it was as if he became someone else.

In the bedchamber, his eyes turned cold and cruel, greed filling every glance he cast her way.

Whenever she woke, remembering that face made Li Suyi shrink in fear.

But when she went to pay her respects over tea, Xun Heng was gentle and reminded her to take care of herself.

Xun Heng never knew that someone else lived inside his body.

Every night, another personality within him awakened, savage as a beast and terrifying to behold.

When he first discovered this secret, he was in his wife's room. As soon as he came to his senses, he saw her tear-streaked face.

Unable to bear it, he reached out, but Li Suyi fearfully shrank away.

Later, he tried to keep himself under control, but things only grew worse.

He didn't know that, in the dead of night, he would hook a finger under his wife's chin, watch her shoulders tremble, and say in a husky voice:

"If you dare complain to him again tomorrow, you'll end up just like this."

#Later, my gentle and polite husband wrote a letter to his nighttime self during the day, calling him a bastard.

Highly moral first personality vs. amoral second personality

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