Fairy, please don't do this!

She suspected that the "wonder" in the fortune slip might not only refer to her, Miao Tan, but also to her master, Miao Yu.

Does the phrase "clouds veil the moon's radiance" allude to the fact that the master's alluring and enchanting appearance, as beautiful as the clouds, concealed Gu Jinzhao's true feelings, causing him to admire her and thus overlook her existence?

……

The nun helped Gu Jinzhao walk along the lightly moss-covered stone path to the depths of the meditation room.

A soft light shimmered, and the curtains hung low as she gently helped him sit on the couch.

I knelt on the prayer mat and personally removed his shoes and socks, only to find his ankles red and swollen.

"He really did twist his ankle."

Master Miaoyu brought out the medicinal wine, preparing to apply it to him.

Gu Jinchao slightly stepped aside and quickly said, "I dare not trouble you, nun. I can apply it myself."

The nun shook her head and smiled gently: "You have difficulty moving around, so please don't push yourself."

"Besides, if this humble nun hadn't been so reckless, you wouldn't have been injured."

As soon as he finished speaking, he poured the medicinal wine into his palm and placed it on his ankle.

The delicate warmth of the tender hands intertwined with the slight coolness of the medicinal wine, creating a sensation akin to the contrast of ice and fire, leaving one's mind and spirit swaying.

Gu Jinchao suppressed his inner turmoil and asked softly, "I haven't asked you for your Dharma name yet."

The nun tilted her head slightly, her slender hands moving constantly, and her red lips parted slightly: "Call me Miaoyu."

"Greetings, Abbess Miaoyu." Gu Jinzhao called out softly, then introduced himself: "I am Gu Jinzhao, a scholar from a village at the foot of the mountain."

As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily swept over the kneeling, alluring nun.

Standing over eight feet tall, even when kneeling, the majestic snow-capped peaks, shrouded in his robes, remained at eye level with him.

Her figure was alluring and voluptuous, like a ripe lotus under the moon, exuding a captivating charm.

Especially her full buttocks, which were hidden by the skirt, were round like a millstone, pressing heavily on her hind legs and creating an alluring silhouette.

Gu Jinzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away, pretending to look around.

The meditation room was elegant and clean, with incense burning gently, like mist and silk, carrying a faint, ethereal fragrance of a woman.

'Could this be the bedroom of Abbess Miaoyu?'

Just as I was thinking this, my palm suddenly touched something that felt as smooth as silk and as cool as water.

Gu Jinchao picked it up subconsciously, glanced down at it, and was immediately stunned.

It was a woman's close-fitting bodice, embroidered with an exquisite pattern of lotus flowers and carp, exuding a faint fragrance.

A blush suddenly rose on Master Miaoyu's face, and she quickly snatched the clothes and put them into her bosom.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat awkward and ambiguous.

After a long silence, Abbess Miaoyu suppressed her embarrassment and changed the subject, asking, "Benefactor Gu, have you come to draw lots or to worship Buddha?"

Gu Jinzhao coughed lightly: "I'm asking for a marriage proposal."

"The fortune slips are mostly cryptic and ambiguous, making it difficult to discern their true meaning." Abbess Miaoyu looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with a captivating and mature charm: "Have you found your destined partner, benefactor?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but think of his marriage fortune slip, and his gaze fell on Abbess Miaoyu.

Her captivating, peach-blossom eyes, her alluring face, and her charming yet not seductive aura—this femme fatale was ironically placed in this place of ancient temples and Buddhist monasteries, her beauty concealed by the serene atmosphere of Buddhism.

Doesn't this correspond to the line "Clouds veil the moon's radiance, dew condenses its fragrance"?

And the "wonderful" mentioned in "the wondrous treasure hidden in the wondrous realm of the Dharma"... Could it be that it refers to the nun Miaoyu in front of us?

When Abbess Miaoyu saw his gaze fixed on her face, she asked in confusion, "Why is Benefactor Gu looking at me like this... could it be that there is something dirty on my face?"

Gu Jinzhao snapped out of his daze and quickly shook his head, saying, "That's not it. It's just that I feel the nun looks a lot like someone."

Who does he look like?

While applying the medicinal wine, Abbess Miaoyu asked a question.

Gu Jinzhao paused for a moment, his gaze falling on the bamboo shadows swaying in the wind outside the window, his eyes filled with reminiscence and longing: "Like my mother."

"She was just as gentle and loving..."

At this point, Gu Jinzhao's face showed a look of loneliness, and his tone became somewhat low and sad: "It's just a pity that she passed away when I was five years old."

"After so many years, I can hardly remember what she looks like anymore, but seeing the nun today, that feeling suddenly came back."

As Master Miaoyu gazed at his lowered eyes, she noticed the slight redness under his eyes, and the softness deep within her heart was touched.

A look of compassion and pity appeared on her beautiful face. She couldn't help but raise her delicate hand and gently cover his cheek: "Life and death are impermanent, and gatherings and separations are predestined. Please accept my condolences, Benefactor Gu."

Gu Jinzhao's body stiffened slightly, but he did not dodge.

Master Miaoyu said softly, "If you ever miss your mother in the future, please come to the temple to find me."

"I can't help you with other things, but I can sit with you and have a chat."

Chapter 298, The Abbess and the Scholar Fall in Love, the Buddhist Maiden Seduces Her (3.8K)

Since the day he sprained his ankle, Gu Jinzhao has gone up the mountain almost every few days to visit the temple and see Abbess Miaoyu.

Sometimes we would talk about studying and taking the imperial examinations, and sometimes I would listen to her talk about Buddhist scriptures and Zen principles.

Through constant exposure, he gained a basic understanding of Buddhist scriptures.

This day, under the Bodhi tree in the backyard.

Gu Jinchao suddenly asked, "Monks are supposed to be free from the five aggregates and purify the six senses. If they meet someone they truly love, is it possible to leave the monastic life?"

Master Miaoyu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Of course it's possible!"

"The Buddhist path is vast and also emphasizes following one's fate. Humans are born with seven emotions and six desires."

Even if one enters the Buddhist order, if one's nature is not pure, emotional entanglements are inevitable.

Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but ask, "Has the nun ever met someone she liked?"

Master Miaoyu shook her head, her gaze calmly fixed on the distant mountains: "This humble nun has never had such thoughts."

"Even if it happens in the future, I will keep it in my heart and resolve it through Zen."

Gu Jinchao frowned slightly, puzzled, and asked, "Why is that?"

With a melancholy expression, Abbess Miaoyu said softly, "I grew up in the temple since I was a child, and it was my master who raised me."

"When I took over the position of abbot, I promised my master that I would spend my life with the Buddha and the lamp, and dedicate my life to the Buddha."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Gu Jinzhao's eyes, but it was fleeting, and he continued to talk about Buddhist scriptures.

Rumble— Rumble—

Just then, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

In an instant, a torrential downpour began.

"The scriptures are still drying outside!"

Master Miaoyu's expression changed slightly. Suddenly remembering something, she lifted the hem of her monk's robe and hurriedly headed towards her residence.

Seeing that the sky was clear and the air was fresh, she brought out all the scriptures from her room and laid them out to dry in the open space in front of her door.

But unexpectedly, the weather turned sunny one moment and then turned into a thunderstorm the next.

"I'll come help you!"

Seeing this, Gu Jinchao hurriedly followed.

The rain was so heavy that the two of them had to run back and forth several times before they were able to salvage all the scriptures and bring them back to the meditation room.

By the time the last stack of scriptures was put down, the two of them were soaked to the bone.

Especially the nun Miaoyu, whose gray-white monk's robe was completely soaked by the rain, clinging tightly to her plump and mature body, revealing a large expanse of her cleavage.

Beneath her slender, snow-white neck, the bodice embroidered with lotus flowers and carp lifted her full breasts high, like ripe fruit on a branch, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Her two fair and slender legs crossed gracefully, and her round, peach-like buttocks made the hem of her monk's robe bulge.

Gu Jinchao's heart skipped a beat when his gaze met hers, and he quickly looked away.

"I'll go check if there are any scriptures left out."

To avoid embarrassment, he made an excuse and prepared to leave the meditation room.

But as soon as he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks.

Suddenly, Abbess Miaoyu collapsed onto the bed, hugging her knees, her beautiful face deathly pale, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Tear—Boom—

Thunder rumbled outside the window, each clap making her tremble even more violently.

Gu Jinzhao's heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward, asking with concern, "What's wrong, Master?"

Master Miaoyu simply bit her lower lip, staring fearfully out the window without uttering a word.

Gu Jinzhao was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was afraid of thunder.

After a moment's hesitation, he slowly sat down and pulled her into his arms.

Master Miaoyu's delicate body stiffened, and she looked up at him: "What...are you doing?"

Gu Jinchao gently patted her soft, jade-like back as if comforting a child, and said in a gentle voice, "When I was little, I was also very afraid of thunder and rain. My mother would hold me like this and say, 'Don't be afraid, the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess are just beating drums and lighting lamps in the sky.'"

"This humble nun is not... a child!"

Holding her so gently and comfortingly, the fear on Master Miaoyu's face faded considerably, replaced by a shy blush.

Gu Jinchao looked down at that still pale and charming face and chuckled, "Not a child, but a delicate woman."

Master Miaoyu pursed her lips, but ultimately did not push him away. She simply whispered, "Master... passed away on a stormy night."

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinzhao suddenly realized what was happening.

Clearly, what Master Miaoyu feared was not the thunder itself, but rather the memory it evoked of the grief and terror of her master's passing.

A surge of pity welled up in his heart, and he hugged her even tighter.

The two embraced tightly in the corner of the meditation room.

The rain pattered outside the window, and the thunder faded into the distance.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunderstorm gradually subsided.

Only the soft breathing of the two people remained in the meditation room.

The atmosphere, without anyone noticing, became ambiguous and alluring.

With a soft, warm body in his arms, and the rich, mature fragrance lingering around his nose, Gu Jinzhao could clearly feel the soft, supple beauty of the delicate body in his arms, and an indescribable restlessness rose in his heart.

"The rain has stopped."

Noticing his unusual behavior, Master Miaoyu blushed even more and awkwardly moved away from his embrace.

Gu Jinzhao realized his lapse in composure and was immediately embarrassed. He quickly stood up and said, "I should go down the mountain now."

Master Miaoyu grabbed his wrist, blushing, and said, "It just rained, the mountain road is muddy and slippery, and with the dark night and high winds, it's easy for an accident to happen."

"If Benefactor Gu does not mind, why not stay at the temple for the night and leave at dawn tomorrow?"

Gu Jinzhao thought about it and agreed, so he nodded and said, "Then I will trouble you, Master."

"If it weren't for helping this humble nun collect scriptures, why would Benefactor Gu have lingered until now?"

Master Miaoyu smiled gently, got up and led him to a quiet room in the backyard.

The interior was simply furnished, yet spotless, and exuded a faint sandalwood fragrance.

She personally made up the bedding for him and said gently, "Please sit for a while, Benefactor Gu. This humble nun will go and prepare some vegetarian food."

Before long, Abbess Miaoyu brought over several light yet exquisite vegetarian dishes: a bowl of steaming bamboo shoot and mushroom soup, a plate of tender green stir-fried vegetables, and two soft white steamed buns.

She gently placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table and said softly, "The temple is simple and we have neglected you, Benefactor Gu."

Gu Jinzhao quickly replied, "You're too kind, Master."

He was indeed hungry, so he didn't refuse and picked up his bowl and chopsticks to eat heartily.

Master Miaoyu slowly sat down opposite him and ate with him.