The Cold-Hearted Prince Dotes on His Little Crazy Concubine

A yin-yang rejuvenation ritual was held for the funeral of the former queen. Susu, a Buddhist lay disciple who was a keen observer of celestial phenomena and good at distinguishing yellow, successfully caused a sensation, and all forces wanted to take him under their wing. In order to avoid this power struggle, Su Su chose the mansion of the deposed prince to rest, but she did not expect to fall into a deeper whirlpool. From then on, green lanterns, wooden fish, plain meals and white clothes were just fantasies. In the smoke-filled Buddhist hall, the man's scarlet eyes stared closely at the beautiful figure kneeling in front of the Lord Buddha, as if staring into a hole in the slender back. "Donor, in this quiet place of Buddhism, I cannot accept poor nuns and worship Buddha. Please go back!" "Praise to the Buddha? I am a woman kneeling here. Where do you want me to go?" "Don't talk nonsense in front of Lord Buddha!" "I have never believed in the talk of reincarnation in this world. I have done this to you today in front of Lord Buddha. Can the Lord Buddha, who is so merciful and compassionate, tolerate you?" The man's whole body was exuding blood-eating coldness. With great force, the woman's green nun's robe was torn to pieces.