The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

"Old Madam, it will be your birthday in a few days. Madam said that she will take care of it for you personally." Seeing that Madam Jiang's expression softened, Du Juan spoke cautiously.

"It's just a cover-up." Mrs. Jiang sneered: "What idea did she have, thinking I don't know?"

Cai Que and Du Juan looked at each other, Mrs. Jiang was serious and self-possessed, but this time she seemed to be a different person after being ill, especially dissatisfied with Xia Yan, mother and son. Mrs. Jiang said again: "But this time, I'm afraid her calculations will be lost. The eldest girl is not an ordinary person."

Both Caique and Dujuan lowered their heads and remained silent, but they naturally had other thoughts in their hearts.

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For several days in a row, it was raining lightly in central Beijing, and the dark clouds seemed to never leave the sky above the capital. The food stored in the mansions of rich and noble families began to become moldy and damp, let alone poor families.

The newly built Zhuangyuan Mansion in the capital was shining brightly after being washed by the rain. Even the gloomy weather could not dispel the joy on the plaque of Liu Mansion. In the study, Liu Min stood in front of the window, watching the rainwater dripping from the eaves in a daze.

It hasn't rained for such a long time in Beijing. It doesn't look very heavy, but it keeps falling. The water in the moat has risen a lot. Even if it is the newly built Zhuangyuan mansion, staying in the house is still Can feel a trace of cold damp.

The maid behind her thoughtfully offered a cup of ginger tea: "Master, drink some to warm your body."

Liu Min turned around, took the teacup from the servant girl's hand, and took a sip. He is not very old, but he has a deep arrogance. Compared with the impetuous youngsters in the capital, he is like a smooth and cool bluestone, just looking at it makes people feel ironed.

He asked, "Are there any letters from me in the past few days?"

The servant girl was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No."

A look of disappointment flashed across Liu Min's face. Ever since he was hand-picked as the No. 1 scholar, that mysterious person never wrote to him again.

At this moment, Mrs. Liu walked in quickly, holding a bronzing post in her hand, and said, "Amin, why are you wearing such thin clothes?"

Liu Min shook her head with a smile, saw the post in her hand, and asked, "Mother, what is this?"

"A post from Mrs. Jiang Shangshu in Beijing, inviting us to their old lady's birthday party." Mrs. Liu hesitated: "I wanted to refuse, but now you are also in the officialdom, and it would be nice if you have someone to take care of you. , This post clearly says that we are new to Anding, the capital city, and we made a special visit. Mother is thinking, it’s just a birthday banquet, so it’s okay to go there.” She thought of something, and suddenly smiled again: “Besides, attending There must be many daughters who are rich in this birthday banquet, if there is one you like, mother will take care of you, you are not too young now, you should worry about the important things in your life."

"Mother," Liu Min said helplessly, "I just want to start a career now, not a family."

"Nonsense," Mrs. Liu glared at him, "Mother still wants to have a grandson." After speaking, she looked at Liu Min and asked, "I'm not allergic, do you think mother should go to this birthday banquet?"

Looking at her mother's expectant eyes, unable to say anything about her refusal, Liu Min smiled and said, "Mother wants to go, so naturally she should go."

A crowd gathered at the gate of Yuanwai's house in the east of the city, and the Yuanwai couple in brocade clothes were stuffing their bundles into the hands of the benevolent old monk: "Master is willing to exorcise evil spirits from our house. I am very grateful. It is also good for a Bodhisattva to have a golden body."

The monk's beard and hair were all white, and his brows and eyes were unfathomable. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Surrounded by a circle of spectators, they all pointed at the monk in amazement. This is Master Huijue, who has become famous in Beijing recently. It is said that he can know the past and understand the future. People do some things to pray for blessings and exorcise evil spirits, which are extremely effective.

After Master Huijue took the burden, he said goodbye to everyone, and walked alone, turned around the busiest street, and got into a dark narrow alley, in which there was a second-entry house. He went to the door and knocked, a little boy came to open the door and welcomed him in.

After Huijue entered the courtyard, the little boy said, "Master, there is a visitor."

"Guest?" He was surprised, he didn't have any acquaintances in the capital, although he was puzzled, he still walked in calmly.

Standing in the hall was a young girl in emerald green clothes, about eleven or twelve years old, dressed as a servant girl. The maid in emerald green clothes just smiled when she saw him, Huijue was taken aback for a moment, only to hear a soft voice coming from behind the maid: "Master."

Huijue followed the sound and saw the silhouette of a young girl in the dark. The green-clothed maid stepped aside, and as the light shone over, the figure in the dark also showed its original appearance.

It was an immature girl, about the same age as Cui Yi's servant girl. Dressed in a water red embroidered dress, even in a dark place, she still couldn't hide her pretty face. She looked at Huijue with a smile, as if she was looking at an old friend she had known for many years. It makes people feel unclear.

Even if she is a "monk", Huijue couldn't help but praise her good looks in her heart.

"The girl is...?" Huijue murmured, the girl in front of her was really unfamiliar, and she had no memory of her in her mind.

"Although the master doesn't know me, I have heard of the master's name for a long time. I came here today to ask the master, what is my birth date?" she asked.

"The girl is still young, how could she come here alone to ask the hexagram?" Huijue asked.

"Fate is rough, and the road ahead is unknown." Jiang Ruan only said eight words.

Huijue was taken aback, thought for a while, and said, "So, please write down the girl's date of birth."

Jiang Ruan wrote it down.

When she was writing with a pen, Huijue was also quietly observing her. Seeing that this young girl has an extraordinary demeanor, she must be a young lady from some noble man's house. She is unpredictable in her actions, but there is a bit of hostility in her brows and eyes. At that moment, I changed my mind, and then looked at the expression of the maid beside her. Made up my mind.

Jiang Ruan pushed the note with the birthday horoscope in front of Huijue: "Master, please read."

Huijue spread the paper, reached out to remove the Buddhist beads around his neck, bowed his head in silence, and after half a stick of incense, his brows gradually wrinkled.

Seeing this, Luzhu looked at Jiang Ruan's face and asked with a smile, "What's the answer, Master?"

Huijue looked at Jiang Ruan, stopped talking for a while, shook his head again, and sighed heavily.

"Master, it's okay to say." Different from his sad expression, Jiang Ruan was extremely relaxed, as if he was trying to tell fortunes for others.

Huijue said: "Miss, this hexagram is ominous, I'm afraid it's the fate of the lone star of the evil spirit."

"Heavenly Evil Lone Star?" Jiang Ruan chewed on the four words, Huijue lowered his brows and lowered his eyes, like a Bodhisattva who is compassionate and compassionate. Just listen to Jiang Ruan said: "Master is brilliant, I am indeed the fate of the lone star of Tiansha. My mother was killed by me in this way, and because my whereabouts are unknown, my brother is now experiencing strange things in the house."