Joy at the Convent Gate

When they first met, his horse knocked her nun’s hat off. Her beauty was breathtaking, but Lord Shen kept his composure, his face as cold as ever. Inwardly, however, he was smitten at first sight. A murder case needed his attention, though, so they had to part for the time being. When they met again, she analyzed the case with remarkable insight. Clever and perceptive, she impressed him, and his infatuation grew into admiration. The old him had few words, looked down on everyone, and was ruthless. People called him the Living Yama. Now, the Living Yama had become the Living Jealous King. He pursued her, she ran, and he enjoyed every moment. He only hoped this little nun would stop thinking about entering the convent. Wouldn’t it be better to become Madam Shen?