Chapter 7: Pursuing the Path of Self destruction

The abbess opened her eyes sharply and looked at her, "How did she die?"

Miao Yin repeated Chu Si's words to her and added, "Master, could it be that those people we are keeping have escaped?"

The abbess's face darkened, "You don't need to worry for now. I will send someone to inquire." With that, she got up and walked to the back of the temple, pressed a small button, and a secret door opened. Before leaving, she glanced at Miao Yin, "Did Chu Si tell you about this?"

Miao Yin nodded slightly, and a hint of killing intent appeared in the abbess's eyes. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes tightened, "If she finds out about this, you know what to do."

"But she is the legitimate daughter of Prime Minister Chu..."

"So what? Can Prime Minister Chu's status protect her from disasters and misfortunes?" the abbess said.

Miao Yin suddenly realized and smiled strangely, "Just like her deceased maid..."

The abbess looked at her and left without saying more.

Inside the secret door was a long, narrow, dark corridor. The candlelight in the lantern cast long shadows, giving it a eerie and terrifying appearance.

As the abbess walked, someone suddenly rushed over from behind and hugged her. Smelling a familiar scent, the abbess, who had been serious just a moment ago, blushed and said shyly, "You old rascal, what are you doing!"

The man behind her eagerly untied her clothes from behind, "Of course, I'm doing something to make you happy..."

The abbess regained her composure and pushed him away, "There's an urgent matter now, we don't have time for this."

The man tried to approach again, but was pushed away, "Enough!" The abbess was annoyed, "Why are you in such a hurry? Miao Xian is dead, I suspect those people have escaped."

The man reluctantly let go, "Then you go first."

Seeing this, the abbess softened her tone and reached out to touch his face before turning and leaving.

Once she was far away, the man snorted, "Shameless old nun, hmph, Miao Yin is the one with a soft body." With that, he adjusted his clothes and left the secret chamber.

Chu Si watched as Miao Yin entered the abbess's temple and didn't come out for a while. Three or four little nuns came out, blushing and giggling, without noticing Chu Si hiding in the corner.

Chu Si raised an eyebrow and sneaked into a small door in the side courtyard. Although she couldn't enter the temple, there was a carved window covered with a layer of paper that allowed her to see the scene inside clearly.

Because she was only thirteen or fourteen years old and not very tall, she had to stack several bricks and stones to see inside. However, the scene inside was unbearable. In front of the statue, two bodies were entwined, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing.

Chu Si remained composed. How dare the man openly keep a woman in the temple, seeking his own death.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a clear and moist male voice came from behind. Chu Si slipped and fell into the snow behind her.

There was no heroic rescue as in the legends. Chu Si fell heavily into the snow, but fortunately, the snow was thick, and she didn't faint.

Looking at the face that approached her, with clear features and a faint smile on his thin lips, dressed in a white robe that made his skin appear even paler, his delicate face was even more attractive than the Prince of Xiaoyao and the Eighth Prince. "Miss, are you okay?" the man asked with apparent concern, but he made no move to help her up.

Chu Si frowned. She didn't seem to have seen this person in her previous life. Could he not be a noble from the capital?

Forget it, why bother with him.

Chu Si got up and calculated the time. Miao Yin should be coming over now. "Don't say you've seen me, otherwise, I'll smash this jade!" Chu Si held up a piece of high-quality ink jade. Seeing it hanging around his neck, it must be very important.

The man, seeing the ink jade in Chu Si's hand, showed a hint of panic in his eyes, "Miss, this is a family heirloom of mine..."

Family heirloom? A scholar? I'm afraid not...