I Was Abducted by a Monk on My Wedding Day

[Upcoming: The Pretty Widow and the Pedantic Scholar. Scroll down]

Blurb:

A lofty, untouched beauty who captivates all vs. a gorgeous, worldly, coquettish green tea

Zhao Jianjia never expected a monk to show up on her wedding day.

She knew him: Master Weishuang, the foremost Buddhist cultivator in the Lingmin Realm, revered by all and beyond the slightest profanation.

Once, she had been fortunate enough to be rescued by him. She had fallen for him, too, but his Buddhist heart was steadfast, and he avoided her at every turn.

He had said, "Miss, please behave with propriety."

He had long since transcended the mortal world. How could he return to it? In his eyes, she was no different from anyone else.

She had thought this lofty flower was impossible to pluck, no matter how hard she tried, so she might as well give up.

But now, at her wedding to another man, the master actually grabbed her hand.

"Jia'er..."

Dressed in her wedding gown, she smiled like a flower and slowly pulled her hand away. "Master, please behave with propriety."

"I swore that bald donkeys and dogs must stay at least three feet away from me."

Who would have thought that the lofty flower would turn dark!

From then on, the revered master underwent a complete change.

A Buddhist scripture in his left hand, a beauty in his right?

After growing his hair long, he captivated even more people. But he no longer sought to save all living beings. The hand that once held prayer beads had begun to kill...

Note:

1. The grand setting is entirely my own invention. What to include or leave out is up to the author's peculiar tastes.

2. The ending is definitely happy, but the sweetness along the way is uncertain.

3. Yes, I love this kind of melodramatic plot: I love you, you don't love me; then I stop loving you, and you come crawling back!

4. A word of warning, a word of warning, a word of warning. As mentioned in point 3, although... well, the story doesn't start with you coming crawling back after I stop loving you. It still begins with the melodramatic "I love you" setup.

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Upcoming story, The Pretty Widow and the Pedantic Scholar:

There was a pretty widow in the village. Across from her tofu pudding shop lived the only scholar in the whole village.

The scholar was good in every way, except that he was far too pedantic.

The pedantic scholar never came to her shop for tofu pudding, afraid people would gossip and tarnish her reputation.

Yet from time to time, the widow would find things in her courtyard: firewood, rice, flour, meat, and even medicine when she fell ill...

The widow stood inside the courtyard wall, while the scholar stood outside.

The widow said, "Stop throwing things in here. If anyone finds out, neither of us will be able to explain ourselves."

The scholar said, "Your brother asked me to look after you before he died. I can't break my promise."

Then he tossed another bundle over the wall. "My sister bought too much. It'd be a waste to throw it away, so take it."

The widow picked up the bundle and opened it. Inside were a box of rouge and a hairpin.

Year after year passed, and the scholar still didn't marry.

The widow thought she was holding him back, so she soon agreed to marry a widower from the neighboring village.

She accepted the betrothal gifts during the day. That night, a thud sounded in the courtyard.

Had the scholar thrown something in again?

She went to look and saw the usually elegant, handsome scholar scrambling to his feet in the moonlight, looking thoroughly disheveled.

The widow froze. "What are you doing?"

The scholar said, "Oh, I accidentally threw myself in."

After that, rumors spread through every village for miles around.

The widow never did get married.

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On their wedding night, the widow asked the scholar, "You care so much about propriety. Will you regret marrying me?"

The red candlelight reflected in the scholar's eyes. "I only regret not throwing myself into your courtyard sooner."

Theme: Love life, make the most of your youth, and protect the environment. That's everyone's responsibility.