Fairy, please don't do this!

Miao Tan raised her other gray silk jade foot and, like a serpent swimming upstream, gradually approached his cheek, teasingly rubbing it against him.

A faint, warm fragrance wafted over, stirring Gu Jinzhao's heartstrings and instantly turning the restlessness in his heart into a raging fire that engulfed everything.

Without any hesitation, he pounced on the stunningly beautiful nun in front of him and threw her onto the bed.

Miao Tan met those eyes filled with lust, her expression remaining calm: "Benefactor Gu, you can't hold back anymore?"

"Isn't your heart only filled with your master? Why do you now seem to want to swallow this humble nun whole?"

She talked much more today than usual.

It seems that he was dissatisfied with Gu Jinzhao's indifference these days, so he vented his frustration here.

She also seemed to want to provoke the man in front of her and make him lose his temper.

"Isn't this the result that Zen Master Miaotan wanted?"

Gu Jinchao sensed the aloofness and indifference in those beautiful eyes, and his dislike and hatred grew stronger.

“It is indeed what this humble nun desires. I just did not expect Benefactor Gu to be in such a hurry.”

Miao Tan lay on the soft brocade quilt, her cheeks still flushed, her thin lips stained with the shimmering color of the kiss, like a Bodhisattva about to fall into the mortal world.

Gu Jinzhao wrapped his left arm around her slender waist and grabbed one of her gray silk feet with his right hand, slowly lifting it up. He said expressionlessly, "You're the one who seduced me."

"From the moment it started in the warm room until today, everything has been a scheme you set up."

"Amitabha!"

Miao Tan softly recited a Buddhist chant, her gaze falling on that angry face: "Delusion and attachment are the root of suffering."

“Benefactor Gu claims to have deep affection for his master, but if his affection is truly unwavering and his heart as firm as a rock, how could he be swayed by the temptation of outward appearances and commit such an immoral act?”

"A single glance in the warm chamber was enough to make you lose your composure; today, with a little teasing from this humble nun, you will find it even harder to control yourself."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over Gu Jinzhao's hands, which were tightly gripping her feet, and his arms, which were wrapped around her waist: "Is this how you like your master?"

The Buddha said: "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. All external appearances are illusory."

"If Benefactor Gu can't even see through the most basic appearances, how can he talk about having firm feelings?"

"Your feelings for your master are nothing more than another layer of delusion within delusion and attachment."

"By chance and when faced with beauty, your true nature is revealed; this is your true nature."

Her gaze met Gu Jinzhao's again: "So it's not that I'm seducing you, but that your heart is wavering, your desires are rampant, and you've walked into this sea of ​​worldly desires on your own."

These words were like daggers to the heart.

Gu Jinchao seemed truly enraged, his eyes turning bloodshot. He grabbed her by the neck and roared, "Shut up!"

Miao Tan did not resist, but the curve of her lips deepened: "Your anger, resentment, and pain at this moment are all born from delusions."

"Since you're already in this situation, why not follow your heart and face your desires honestly? Only then can you find liberation."

Gu Jinzhao's body trembled violently.

He gazed at the beautiful face before him, so close yet so serene and stunning, a face imbued with both Buddhist and demonic qualities.

He looked at her jade-like feet, tightly wrapped in gray silk and held in his palm.

A cold smile gradually appeared on his face: "If that's the case, then I'll grant your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward.

From the moment before until now, it seemed that Miao Tan had completely controlled the situation, stirring him up and causing him to lose his composure completely.

In reality, all of this was part of Gu Jinzhao's calculations.

The reason he did this was simply to lower her guard and make her think that he was a man who was blinded by lust.

Thus, the poison of the "Love-Dying Flower" could be planted in this woman, who is as venomous as a snake...

Chapter 307, Master, Disciple, and Scholar Fall into the Mortal World Together [Part 2] (3K)

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered.

Miao Tan lay on the bed, her beautiful face, which had been cold and aloof, was now flushed with a hazy blush, a mixture of holiness and allure, like a Bodhisattva who had fallen into the mortal world.

Following down her slender, snowy neck, the sheer gray gauze robe, as thin as a cicada's wing, was wide open, revealing her delicate collarbone and full, snowy breasts.

Looking at her alluring appearance, Gu Jinchao couldn't help but sneer, "Master Miaotan's mind is so firm, why would she show such a seductive demeanor?"

Miao Tan tilted her head slightly, biting her thin lips with her pearly teeth, but did not respond to his words. Instead, she recited the Buddhist scripture: "When Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, he perceived that the five aggregates are empty, and thus transcended all suffering and distress."

“Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form…”

Gu Jinzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly grabbed the two gray silk jade feet and lifted them high: "Didn't you want me to lead you into the mortal world?"

"If you don't respond, I'm not going to continue."

He was genuinely afraid that Miao Tan would sense the medicinal effects of the "Fallen Love Flower".

After all, this venomous nun was a practitioner.

Therefore, we cannot let her enter that enlightened, clear state of mind.

Miao Tan's eyes flickered, her delicate body tensed, and she coldly snapped in embarrassment and anger, "Shut up!"

She had just gained some insight, but Gu Jinzhao's actions abruptly interrupted her train of thought.

“I thought Zen Master Miaotan had forgotten me.”

Seeing this, Gu Jinchao's lips curled slightly, and he vigorously kneaded the gray silk jade foot in his palm.

The stockings felt cool and smooth to the touch, while the jade-like feet were warm and soft, making him unable to put them down.

"Don't think that just because I need your help, I can act so recklessly."

Miao Tan slightly straightened her waist, spread her slender hands to the left and right, and gripped the soft brocade quilt tightly.

Two soft, silk-clad feet were taut, their delicate arches curving into crescent moons, their glistening toes curling uncomfortably, creating alluring creases in the thin stockings.

Gu Jinzhao sneered, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

"Anyway, it is you who is destined to enter the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world, not me."

"you--"

Miao Tan's eyes turned cold. Just as she was about to say something, she seemed to hear a sound. With a flick of her hand, the candlelight on the table was instantly extinguished.

The next moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Thump—thump—

Immediately afterwards, a soft, alluring voice rang out: "Miaotan, are you asleep?"

"I have something to tell you."

That familiar voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, instantly extinguishing most of the burning desire within Gu Jinzhao.

Why did Master Miaoyu have to come at this time of year?

If they find out about his affair with Miaotan, how am I supposed to explain it to her?

When Miao Tan saw her master arrive, she merely gave Gu Jinzhao a meaningful look and remained silent.

The nun Miaoyu outside the room frowned slightly, somewhat displeased, and said, "I just heard some noises coming from your room."

Gu Jinzhao's expression changed slightly. He raised his hand and pinched her round, jade-like buttocks, signaling her to send Master Miaoyu away.

Miao Tan's delicate body trembled, and her face flushed even more. She could only lower her voice and pretend to be unwell, saying, "I caught a cold today... cough cough... I want to rest early."

"If Master has something to attend to, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Gu Jinzhao held his breath, not daring to make any movement, and listened intently to the sounds outside.

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

Master Miaoyu's voice rang out again: "This matter is of utmost importance and cannot wait until tomorrow."

“If you don’t open the door, I will go in.”

Before Miao Tan could even respond, she flicked her sleeve, and the door latch inside the room clattered to the ground.

Then, a tall, graceful figure dressed in a greyish-white monk's robe pushed open the door and entered.

With the faint light from the lanterns under the eaves outside the door, Master Miaoyu could barely make out the outline of the room.

On the bed, the brocade quilt was piled up high, forming an irregular large bulge.

Miao Tan lay on her side on the outside of the bed, almost curled up in the thick quilt, with only half of her face showing.

Even in the dim light, Master Miaoyu could still vaguely see that Miaotan's cheeks were covered with an intoxicating blush, which even spread to her ears and neck.

Although she was trying to suppress her breathing, one could still hear an unusual urgency and disorder in it.

This scene looks just like someone who has caught a cold.

"Ahem... Master, what is it that you want to tell me?"

Miao Tan blushed and looked at Abbess Miao Yu.

Master Miaoyu took two steps forward, staring coldly at her, her red lips parting slightly: "That day, when you brought breakfast to my room, did you put something in it?"

For the past three days, she has been unable to eat or sleep, her mind filled with images of her passionate lovemaking with Gu Jinzhao.

But upon closer reflection, something seemed amiss.

She felt somewhat disoriented that day, her body burning hot, as if a flame of desire was consuming her, tempting her to do something outrageous with Gu Jinzhao.

Isn't this exactly the symptom of being poisoned by aphrodisiacs?

Gu Jinchao noticed something was wrong at the time, but he was already so engrossed in his love affair that he didn't pay any attention to it.

Miao Tan asked in confusion, "What kind of medicine?"

Master Miaoyu stared intently into her eyes, trying to find some clue: "You don't know?"

Miao Tan feigned confusion: "Please enlighten me, Master."

Master Miaoyu didn't notice anything unusual, but she didn't dispel her suspicions: "Why did you suddenly bring me breakfast that day?"

Mingxin was the disciple who brought her three meals a day. She had already asked Mingxin, and it turned out that Miaotan had asked her for something, so she accepted the breakfast.

Therefore, she suspected that her disciple had used an aphrodisiac.

Miao Tan then delivered the explanation she had prepared: "When I was studying the Lotus Sutra, there were a few passages that I did not understand, so I wanted to ask Master for clarification. Therefore, I took the breakfast from Sister Mingxin and brought it to Master."

"But after seeing that Master was unwell, I thought I would ask him later."

She paused for a moment, then asked, "Could it be that there was something wrong with my breakfast that day?"

Master Miaoyu remained silent, only her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Miao Tan's words were sincere and did not seem like she was lying.

Could it be that someone else administered the drug that day?

There are many disciples in the temple, so if someone really wants to target her, it would be quite troublesome to find out.

"You should get some rest."

Master Miaoyu glanced at Miaotan with a wistful expression, then turned to leave.

At this moment, she noticed a fair, jade-like foot peeking out from under the covers, wrapped in a thin, gossamer-like gray gauze.

Master Miaoyu asked with a strange expression, "Why are you wearing such strange stockings while you're resting?"

These stockings are so thin and sheer that just one glance at them makes one feel ashamed.

Unconsciously, she remembered the ice silk stockings that Gu Jinzhao had once told her about.

The blush on Miao Tan's cheeks deepened, her delicate body trembled incessantly, and her originally clear voice began to tremble:

"A while ago... several junior sisters said that these ice silk stockings are comfortable to wear... I went down the mountain today and bought a few pairs, thinking of trying them out."

"Who would have thought that I would catch a cold after returning home, and feel unwell all over... and before the symptoms subsided, I went straight to bed to rest..."

"You should rest now, I'm going back to my room."

Although Master Miaoyu found it somewhat strange, she did not ask any further questions and turned to leave the room.

The moment the door closed, Miao Tan suddenly tilted her head back, and her beautiful, glassy eyes instantly lost focus.

After an unknown amount of time, the blankets were lifted.