Princess Huaian has fallen ill. She's gone mad.
When the news got out, the world was unmoved. Some even spat and said, "Serves her right!"
Princess Huaian was the late emperor's most beloved youngest daughter. Her beauty was beyond compare, and she was the cherished jewel of the entire Great Rui Dynasty. As the emperor lay dying, his final words were, "Take good care of Huaian."
After the late emperor's death, Princess Huaian grew more and more spoiled, relying on her imperial brother's favor. At a tender age, she brought shame upon the imperial harem, and before she was even married, she kept countless male companions. The court was outraged, yet powerless to stop her.
Her defiance and wickedness finally brought retribution. She went mad.
The emperor summoned renowned physicians and searched far and wide for a cure, but nothing worked. An enlightened recluse suggested that a cultivator devoted to spiritual practice be found to guide the princess. There might still be a chance to save her.
So the young abbess Xunkong was brought into the palace. Her master had promised that if she cured the princess, she would be given the complete Precious Accumulation Sutra when she returned.
The inner palace was cold and quiet, its courtyards deep. Princess Huaian reclined on a beauty couch, resting her chin on her hand.
Xunkong bowed and said gently, "Princess, it's time to study the Buddhist scriptures."
Princess Huaian glanced at her and smiled, radiating charm. "Study Buddhist scriptures? How about we practice dual cultivation together, little abbess?"
Xunkong: A lamp, the Buddha, meditation, and reciting the sutras: that is my lifelong wish.
Huaian: A beauty beneath red curtains, singing every night: that is my lifelong dream.
A few days after entering the palace, Xunkong wrote in a confidential letter to her master: "The princess speaks frivolously and behaves wantonly. I hope Master will come and take me back to the convent soon."
The letter was passed straight to Huaian's desk. She read it and smiled. "She calls me frivolous and wanton? Come, I'll show her just how wanton I can be!"
A little over a month after entering the palace, Xunkong wrote in a letter: "The princess may be unreasonable and overbearing, but she does have a certain charm. My return to the convent can wait."
After reading the letter, Huaian smiled warmly. "The little bald nun has some conscience, after all."
Several months after entering the palace, Xunkong's letter read: "The princess is in poor health. I am willing to remain in the palace and attend to her. My return to the convent can be discussed at a later date."
Princess Huaian was perfectly healthy. Her cheeks flushed as she murmured softly, "The little bald nun has learned to lie."
A cool, wooden weak top who's focused on her career vs. a crazy, beautiful, seductive bottom who's focused on women (not really).
The more she tries to stay pure and detached, the more I want to make her lose her composure and fall for me.
Theme: Love is the greatest force in the world.