The Rebirth of a Daughter: My Lord, I Will Never Be a Concubine

Su Yanhua asked, "Who is it?"

Xuan Tie said, "It's Zhuge Yanyu, the son of Marquis Zhuge."

Su Yanhua was stunned, with only a vague impression in her mind: "That sickly prince?"

Xuantie nodded.

"Continue investigating and make sure to get to the bottom of everything that happened to Master Wuchan."

"Yes."

Cui'er looked at the black shadow and fell into deep thought.

The lady passed away a few years ago and the clues are long gone. It may not be easy for the young lady to track down the person now.

"Miss, where is Aunt Xu?"

Su Yanhua said, "Grandma will definitely ask about it tomorrow, don't worry, I'm here."

With Su Yanhua's comfort, Cui'er felt a warmth in her heart and she nodded.

The next day, Su Yanhua was called to Old Lady Su's room by the servants just after he finished practicing martial arts.

Before this, she specifically learned that Xu had been frightened last night and had hit her forehead on the rockery while fleeing in a hurry. She was in a coma, but her mental state was just a little abnormal and she had some skin injuries. Hearing this, Su Yanhua sneered in her heart.

It's really a bargain for her.

As soon as Su Yanhua entered the room, she heard Old Madam Su asking the maid about what happened last night.

The maid was trembling, and fear was still on her face as she recalled what happened last night.

"We were about to go back, but my wife said she heard a ghost crying. She felt it was unclean and wanted to go back quickly. But when she looked forward, she saw the ghost. She was dressed in white and had blood on her face. It was really scary."

Su Ruoxi next to him asked, "Did you see the ghost girl's face clearly?"

The maid shook her head and said, "I didn't see it clearly, but Madam should have seen it clearly."

Su Yanhua took a few steps forward and deliberately asked, "What do you mean? How do you know there's blood on that man's face if you didn't see it clearly? And how do you know Madam saw it clearly?"

When the maid heard Su Yanhua ask this, she tried to recall: "It was Madam who said that person had blood." She seemed to have thought of something, and her face suddenly realized: "Madam saw the female ghost say "Don't harm me, it's not me who hurt you" or something like that."

After saying that, Su Ruoxi was furious: "How dare you! Who allowed you to talk nonsense like that?"

The maid didn't know why Su Ruoxi was so angry, and she shook her head in panic.

"Second Miss, I dare not lie. Madam really said so."

Mrs. Su said in a resounding voice: "Enough!"

Old Madam Su, leaning on her cane, walked up to Su Yanhua and asked, "Yanhua, does what happened last night have anything to do with you?"

Su Yanhua smiled when asked this question.

Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from Old Lady Su. After all, she came from a noble family and must have experienced the scheming and struggles of her daughters in the palace since childhood. But knowing that didn't mean she would admit it.

"Grandma, you're joking. I went to bed early last night, and only this morning did I hear the maids talking about it and I learned that Concubine Xu had met a ghost." After saying that, Su Yanhua asked worriedly, "Sister, I wonder how Concubine Xu is doing now?"

"It's just some superficial injuries. He's in a coma now."

Su Yanhua nodded and said to Old Madam Su, "Grandmother has been ill in bed recently and didn't know that the maids had seen a female ghost some time ago."

"what happened?"

"I heard from the maids in the courtyard that this female ghost would come out at three o'clock in the morning. They heard crying and a fleeting figure. To avoid disturbing Grandmother, I suppressed it. Who knew that Madam Xu would actually see it last night?" Su Yanhua said, "I had never seen it before, so it was just hearsay. But what happened last night really made everyone panic."

Old Madam Su said angrily, "Find out who is playing tricks on me."

At this time, the maid said tremblingly: "Old Madam, it should, it should not be a trick." She said again: "It really is a ghost."

"Nonsense." Old Madam Su said righteously, "Our Su Mansion is clean. The general killed only the enemy. Who dares to offend the majesty of the emperor?"

"Madam, it wasn't General Su who killed the enemy." The maid denied, "Last night, Aunt Xu cried out someone's name while she was unconscious."

"Who?"

The maid glanced at Su Yanhua and said hesitantly, "It's the ex-wife—Jiang Youbai."

Su Yanhua was stunned. She asked in disbelief, "My mother, could it be that the person Aunt Xu saw last night was my mother?"

Su Ruoxi's face turned pale, and she almost couldn't stand. She pointed at the maid and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense. Madam Jiang has been dead for many years. How could she appear again?"

She suddenly remembered what Su Yanhua said at the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

"I always feel like it's my mother who's here to see me."

Suddenly, his face turned pale as paper, his body trembled and he almost fell down.

Su Yanhua supported Su Ruoxi: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Su Ruoxi looked over and saw a soft face with a worried look in her eyes. The coldness in her eyes pierced her heart. She said with fear and vigilance: "It's you—"

Now, there is nothing she doesn't understand. Su Yanhua already suspects that Jiang Youbai's death is related to them. She deliberately told her to make them mother and daughter feel fear in their hearts. And her mother being frightened last night should also be her, Su Yanhua's masterpiece. What on earth does Su Yanhua want to do?

"Sister, the ghost didn't come looking for you, why do you look so scared? Did you do something and have something to hide?"

Su Ruoxi pretended to be calm and stood up, shaking off Su Yanhua's support.

"I'm fine, don't worry, sister."

Old Madam Su said, "She's been dead for many years, yet her ghost is still lingering around. How can our Su family let her down?"

Su Yanhua sneered, there are many things you have let down, more than just these.

"Could it be..." She began to say, "I wasn't feeling well a few days ago. I kept dreaming about my mother at night. She said she missed her family and was always thinking about them. The night before yesterday, she also said she missed Concubine Xu and wanted to see her. If Concubine Xu really saw my mother, then my mother must be missing her family too much and can't rest in peace in the afterlife."

Su Yanhua glanced at Old Madam Su and spoke again, "I haven't been sleeping well these past few days and have consulted many doctors, but they all said it was a heart disease. Then I remembered that my mother had the same illness as me and was said to have been cured by Master Wuchan of Wuhua Mountain. I will go to Wuhua Mountain tomorrow to ask Master Wuchan for treatment. Of course, if it is really my mother's ghost, I can also go and burn incense and offer sacrifices to comfort her soul. We can't let the people in the Su Mansion be in panic every day."

Old Mrs. Su pondered for a moment and felt that this was the only way, so she nodded in agreement.

"The journey to Wuhua Mountain is tortuous. Last time, my sister and Aunt Xu took my mother there. Aunt Xu is not feeling well, so I'll trouble my sister tomorrow." After Su Yanhua finished speaking, she looked at Su Ruoxi and forced a smile.

Su Ruoxi was in a dilemma. Su Yanhua had already said that she had been to Wuhua Mountain. If she said that she had forgotten the journey, wouldn't it be a bit deliberate and seem like she had something to hide? Besides, although Old Madam Su rejected the theory of ghosts and gods, she also took it seriously. She didn't dare to offend Old Madam Su at this time.

Wuhua Mountain stands on the peak. Since the previous emperor ascended the throne, he ordered people to build the Wuhua Temple on Wuhua Mountain. After the construction of Wuhua Temple, Wuhua Temple was the first choice for sacrificial or worship ceremonies in the imperial palace. Gradually, dignitaries would also come to Wuhua Temple to worship, and guests were endless.

It was from this time that Master Wuchan became famous for curing a concubine's heart disease. Many people came to Master Wuchan for treatment, and it was also rumored that Wuhua Temple was a temple where a miracle doctor who cured patients lived.

Looking into the distance, you can see mountains rising up in all directions, trees standing in lush greenery, and the water surface is misty and vast, appearing ethereal and like a fairyland.

The pilgrims coming and going lined up from the front door of Wuhua Temple to the bottom of the stairs, it was really lively.

Su Yanhua and the others followed the monks into the Wuhua Temple, where incense filled the air. Su Yanhua approached, offering incense in a gesture of respect. Wisps of incense permeated the entire temple, purifying the hearts and bringing peace to the people.

"Sister, I just met an old friend and I want to go and pay him a visit."

Su Ruoxi said after lighting the incense.

Su Yanhua nodded and said, "Sister, please be careful."

Looking at the departing figure, Su Yanhua winked at Cui'er.

Cui'er nodded and left.

The worship procedures at Wuhua Mountain are much more complicated than those at other temples. Legend has it that the late emperor was defeated in his campaign against Dayan and hid in Wuhua Mountain. At that time, Wuhua Mountain was just a dilapidated temple with only a few begging monks inside. When they encountered the late emperor who was being hunted, they risked their lives to protect him and he finally escaped the enemy's pursuit.

After burning incense, you will enter the main hall. Stepping over the fire basin means washing away the dust. Then you will bow three times in front of the Buddha statue. Musicians and monks will chant scriptures to welcome you. After that, you will light incense and worship the Buddha.

The monks in the temple bowed and welcomed a person.

The man was dressed in golden gauze, with a kind and cold face. As he walked, he was turning beads, and the sound of the beads rolling was crisp and powerful.

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes, thinking that this person must be Abbot Yideng.

"Master Yideng."

Abbot Yideng nodded and lowered his brows, saying, "There are so many people coming here to worship Buddha, but their hearts are no longer clear. Miss Su, this is your first time at Wuhua Mountain, and your courtesy is perfect. The Buddha will see your sincerity."

"Maybe." Su Yanhua smiled: "Although this is my first time here, I have a connection with Master Yideng."

Abbot Yideng was stunned: "I wonder why Miss Su said that?"