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

"So she came up with this idea and found Wuchan to help her harm someone. My mother gradually became depressed after taking the drugs, and she died of heavy bleeding during childbirth."

Su Yanhua was filled with hatred but had no place to vent. She had never expected Xu Qing to be so scheming and to do anything to get the position of the general's wife.

"That day I went to Xu Qing's house and found a box of herbs. I smelled them and felt a little dazed. I didn't know if it was the herb."

Su Yanhua asked, "What color?"

Aunt Ling pondered, “There were so many herbs in that box, I don’t know what it was, but a few years have passed, and she must have thrown them away.”

"It's okay, I'll send someone to investigate. Once I have physical and witness evidence, I'll make Xu Qing pay with blood." Her eyes were forbearing and restrained, and her eyes were red.

Seeing Su Yanhua like this, Aunt Ling felt a little bit reluctant. She had heard that the young lady was very close to Xu's mother and daughter. She couldn't help but feel sad that the revenge for the lady might not be avenged in this life. She didn't expect that the young lady still cared about the lady.

Thinking of this, her eyes reddened and she held Su Yanhua's hand tightly.

That night

Su Ruoxi sat alone in the room.

The maid was startled when she saw the figure. She came forward and saw Su Ruoxi's face clearly in the moonlight. She couldn't help asking, "Miss, why don't you light the lamp?"

Su Ruoxi yelled, "Get out, get out!" and threw the tea set on the table out. The maid ran out in fear.

Su Ruoxi's face darkened and she covered her head.

Unexpectedly, things are getting more and more out of control. Su Yanhua seems to know the cause of Jiang Youbai's death. If it is revealed that Jiang Youbai's death is related to her, she will definitely lose her heart and her dream of wealth and glory will disappear completely.

She raised her eyes, tears welling in them.

She would never allow this to happen.

She took out the jade Buddha in her hand, gritted her teeth, half lowered her head, and her eyes were dark.

My mother said that this jade Buddha can control the black market.

Su Yanhua, don’t blame her, blame yourself!

On this day, Su Yanhua paid her respects to Old Madam Su as usual. Strangely, she was the only one there today, as Su Ruoxi did not come.

Cui'er beside her said, "I heard that she fell ill from exhaustion from taking care of Concubine Xu."

Su Yanhua nodded and said nothing more.

Old Madam Su only asked about Wuhua Mountain and said nothing more. She waved her hand and the maid came forward to support her.

"I don't know what's going on these days. Xu is frightened and bedridden, Ruoxi is also sick from exhaustion, and even my health is not good. When you have time, go to Wuhua Mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha, and ask Master Yideng for some advice."

Su Yanhua replied: "Yes."

Looking at the departing figure, Su Yanhua called out to Madam Li, "Madam, when I left a few days ago, grandma looked very good. Why does she look so pale today?"

Nanny Li replied, "Young lady, you may not know, but ever since Madam has been bedridden, the old lady's complexion has been poor."

"Hasn't the doctor seen it?"

"I checked it out, and they said it was fine. I gave her some medicine, but it didn't work." Nanny Li said, "If Madam were here, she would definitely find a way."

Su Yanhua asked doubtfully, "Madam, why do you say that?"

"The old lady has been cared for by Madam for the past few years, and the decoctions and medicines have been prepared by Madam. After drinking the decoctions and medicines prepared by Madam, the old lady's complexion has been getting better day by day." Madam Li sighed, "It's just that Madam is ill, and this medicine was prepared according to the prescription, but it's not very effective."

Su Yanhua lowered her eyebrows slightly, then smiled and said, "I understand. Please take good care of grandma, Ma'am."

"It's natural."

Lingcheng Street

The street was as bustling as usual. Two women in ordinary cloth skirts walked in the middle of the street. From time to time, the sound of little songs from the brothel could be heard, making it quite lively.

"Miss, where are we going?" Cui'er asked.

"Of course it's Jishitang." Su Yanhua asked, "Did you get the prescription I asked you to get?"

"I didn't find it, Miss." Cui'er picked up a bundle and said, "But I found the bowl that the old lady usually used to boil medicine."

Su Yanhua stopped and couldn't help but praise: "Great job."

Jishidiang is the largest herbal medicine store in Lingcheng. Almost all the medicinal herbs in the palace are sold here. Doctors of all sizes also buy herbs here to treat patients. In recent years, it has monopolized the herbal medicine warehouse in Lingcheng.

When Su Yanhua entered the store, she saw only one servant on duty.

When the servant saw Su Yanhua, he stood up to greet her.

"I wonder what herbs the young lady is buying."

Su Yanhua didn't answer and asked, "Where is your shop owner? Ask your shop owner to come over."

The servant smiled and said, "Miss, I can get you whatever herbs you want. There's no need to trouble our owner with such a small matter."

Even with that said, Su Yanhua had no choice but to nod to Cui'er.

The servant looked at the bowl handed to him, confused.

"Could you please help me smell it? What kind of herbs are in it?"

The servant was stunned and his smile disappeared.

"I'll ask the owner to come over right away."

After saying this, he turned around and disappeared.

Cui Er smiled: "He's quite efficient. I thought it would take some time to talk."

Su Yanhua smiled and said nothing more.

After a moment, a sound came from the reed curtain.

"Smell it, didn't I teach you?"

As he spoke, a man came out, dressed in cloth, with a turban on his head, and medicinal herbs in his pockets.

She thought this person was the owner of the store, but he was younger than she thought, only in his thirties.

The shop owner asked, "The medicine boy is talking about you, the woman who wants to smell the medicinal herbs."

Cui'er nodded: "It's my young lady." Then she handed the bowl over and said: "Shopkeeper, can you smell what kind of medicinal ingredients are brewed in this bowl?"

The shopkeeper took the bowl, smelled it, and immediately frowned, looking quite disgusted.

"This herb is quite useful, and the taste is so complex and bitter."

"To be honest, this bowl of medicinal herbs has been brewing for several years, so the taste is naturally a bit pungent."

The shopkeeper said, "In that case, this is simple. You just need to extract the remaining medicinal materials in the bowl. It will just take some time."

"It's okay, just be careful."

After leaving Jishiditang, Cui'er couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what if the shop owner can't smell it?"

"I've heard that most of the herbs in Jishitang are picked by the store owner. He must be able to recognize many herbs, so I feel safe letting him check." Su Yanhua raised her eyes: "I hope I'm not overthinking it."

Cui'er said, "Miss, look ahead."

Su Yanhua looked forward.

She saw two women surrounding another woman. From her perspective, the two women looked very arrogant and domineering, while the woman with her back to her was wearing a simple plain gauze dress and had a light figure, but she looked a little familiar.

The woman who was surrounding them said, "I told you, this tea is the favorite of the current Concubine Jing. If Miss Liu is sensible, she should keep this Lushan Cloud Mist."

Su Yanhua was stunned.

Concubine Jing is the daughter of Prime Minister Wang and the elder sister of Wang Wanning. It is said that Concubine Jing is currently in great favor and cannot be easily offended. It is just a little tea, so why doesn't this woman let it go?

She changed her mind and decided that no matter what, it had nothing to do with her, so she should not get involved in this mess.

At this moment, the woman spoke up, "I was the one who ordered the tea first. Things should be arranged on a first-come, first-served basis. Even the emperor's concubine should know that harmony between heaven and earth brings life, and harmony between the ruler and his subjects brings peace to the country."

Su Yanhua paused. No wonder she felt familiar. Wasn't this Liu Qing, the famous dancer of the Hu Xuan Dance at the Hundred Flowers Banquet?

You can't see that she looked gentle and kind at first, but now she is so sharp-tongued.

The other party was speechless, and Liu Qing said, "The people are watching now. If you continue to pester us like this, the people will inevitably wonder if Concubine Jing is someone who abuses her power to oppress the people."

These words were a bit harsh. The two women's expressions changed instantly and they said angrily, "We really want this tea."

As he said this, he stepped forward to grab the tea leaves. His imposing manner attracted passers-by to gather around him.

"This tea is really famous. A while ago, I saw the Minister of Personnel and the two sons of the Minister of the Court fighting over it. Now, women are fighting over it too."

"Don't you know that this Lushan Cloud Mist is a rare tea, a drink reserved for the wealthy. It only reaches peak season a few times a year. The tea is grown in the Xing Clan, but transportation is difficult. By the time it reaches Lingcheng, only a few ounces remain. Naturally, the price is higher, and the quantity is smaller."

"It's from the Xing Clan again. I think it's better to drink it from the Xing Clan to avoid fighting over it."

"I've seen so many people fighting for it, but Concubine Jing's servants are so domineering, they don't have any royal demeanor at all."