Prajnaparamita Bodhisattva!
The moment the Buddhist nun stepped into the Zhao Residence, Zhao Douan, who was sitting in the hall, had already sensed her presence.
By the time he heard the "Amitabha" from the courtyard, he had confirmed her identity.
That fifty-two-year-old, coveting his body intending to offer her own in alms, beautiful woman... Zhao Douan glanced at Zhenbao beside him:
Pah, an ugly old nun?
Why had she come? And why at midnight?
"Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand, I have no dealings whatsoever with that old nun!"
Zhao Douan hurried to clarify, indicating that since their last, and first, encounter, they had not met again.
The Empress ignored him.
…
In the courtyard.
When the Prajnaparamita Bodhisattva, who despite being a nun had an allure far exceeding that of ordinary women, appeared, mother and daughter were completely stunned.
"Bo... Bodhisattva?"
You Jinhua stuttered, having seen Prajnaparamita before.
