I am a sutra in human form, trying my best to attract the Buddha to be stained by the world of mortals. The plan was successful, I abandoned him and fled, marrying Qin Sheng, the prime minister of the dynasty, but he was expelled from the school and ridiculed by thousands of people. The day before I got married, the former high-ranking Buddha wrote me a 10,000-word apology letter using blood as ink, but I burned it to ashes on the spot. He was pushed to the ground by officers and soldiers, his white robe was soaked with blood, his hands were broken mercilessly, and he begged me not to abandon him. But I only said: "I just wanted to taste the taste of Buddha before, but I didn't expect it to be so ordinary." A few years later, he became the national advisor of the new dynasty, was favored by the princess, and enjoyed unlimited fame. Someone mentioned me at the banquet, and he took over the words: "The seductress who seduces people's hearts should have been sent to hell long ago." I smiled bitterly when I heard the news, and I was probably about to get what he wanted.
