After being reborn with my scumbag ex-husband, I became his sister-in-law.

Song Juncai looked up at the person seated and asked, word by word, "Divine Doctor, you must have misunderstood something, right?"

The disciples inside the pavilion also looked at the face of the Goddess of Fertility with great confusion and began to whisper among themselves.

Her master's name was Rihua, meaning "shining as brightly as the sun and moon," a name specially bestowed upon her by her master because of her exceptional talent.

Since inheriting Sun and Moon Mountain and becoming its master, she has never made a mistake in her decades of medical practice.

A hint of surprise appeared on Rihua's usually calm face. She frowned slightly as she looked at Song Juncai's face, thought for a moment, and then asked to confirm again: "Come forward and let me take your pulse."

Feeling the eerie atmosphere inside the pavilion, Song Juncai suddenly felt his mouth go dry. He suppressed his hesitation and doubts and hurriedly stepped forward.

Approaching the woman seated, one could smell a faint medicinal fragrance emanating from her.

Her features were striking and beautiful, and it was easy to see how stunning she was in her youth, yet at this moment her expression was peaceful and serene.

The fine lines at the corners of her eyes seemed to have been washed away by time, carrying a hint of compassion. Her calm demeanor added a touch of persuasiveness to her words.

It really does resemble her popular folk name, "Guanyin Who Grants Children."

Song Juncai glanced quickly at the woman in front of him, and remembering what she had just said, he couldn't help but feel nervous. So he hurriedly extended his hand to Rihua and said dryly:

"Goddess of Fertility, you must have been mistaken because of the distance! After you finish taking my pulse, please hurry back to the capital with me. My wife's pregnancy is unstable, and she is waiting for your life-saving help!"

All eyes were focused on the hand that Song Juncai was using to take the pulse.

When Rihua heard Song Juncai's words, she did not answer immediately. Instead, she lifted his eyelids, examined his tongue, and then took his pulse with her other hand.

The vast pavilion fell silent for a moment, and Song Juncai could only hear the pounding of his own heart.

Every breath he took at that moment was incredibly difficult. Song Juncai didn't know how much time had passed before he finally heard the miracle doctor in front of him speak.

“My friend, I was right. You have some congenital defects in your fertility and it will be impossible for you to have your own children in this lifetime.”

"...As for your wife...I am willing to leave the mountain and go to the capital with you to see what is really going on."

Rihua frowned slightly. Although his words were somewhat euphemistic, everyone could understand the deeper meaning behind them, and the disciples in the room instantly erupted in an uproar.

Last night, to save his pregnant wife, he knelt and kowtowed three times and nearly died, his blood staining the nine thousand stone steps of Riyue Mountain. Yet, he is now infertile!

Where did his child come from?!

Song Juncai felt a loud buzzing in his ears, as if a taut string in his heart had snapped in an instant.

He stood there stunned for a moment, then abruptly shook off the hand of the Goddess of Fertility, took a few steps back, and screamed hysterically, "Impossible! This is impossible!"

Seeing his frantic state, the young apprentices feared he might do something terrible, so they quickly stood in front of the Guanyin statue to stop him.

"My master has practiced medicine for decades and has never made a mistake in diagnosing a patient!"

"She is extremely skilled in childbirth and has thoroughly examined you; there's no way she could be wrong!"

Song Juncai staggered and fell to the ground, the worry deep in his eyes long since turned into hatred. He refused to believe the woman's words, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.

"Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! You charlatan from who-knows-where! Spreading heresy and misleading the public! I am going back to the capital and will lead my troops to ransack your mountain!"

He sneered twice, his originally pale face turning bright red, and even the veins on his temples bulged: "Not only is Qianlan pregnant with my son, but I also have two older daughters!"

"These two daughters aren't even born to the same mother, and they're both married now! You're saying I'm infertile? You quack! How could that be!"

But as soon as Song Juncai finished speaking, and before anyone could argue with him, the Goddess of Fertility remained seated on the couch, her brows slightly furrowed as she looked at him, as if deep in thought.

The other disciples also watched Song Juncai in silence, their eyes filled with pity.

Two women, three children... none of them are his biological children?

In this deathly silence, Song Juncai was almost suffocating!

He clutched his aching knee, gritting his teeth, and looked at the disciples beside him with pitying expressions. In an instant, his heart felt like it was being squeezed by a giant hand, and Song Juncai couldn't help but shout a few times:

"You guys! You've all teamed up to lie to me!"

"My daughter also knows medicine! My daughter accompanied me to Riyue Mountain last night, and she's outside right now! You're saying I can't have children?"

Song Juncai roared, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain in his limbs, and stormed out of the pavilion.

He grabbed Song Xizhi's wrist and yanked him from outside to the statue of Guanyin, the goddess of fertility.

"Look! My daughter is already married! There's one here, and another one in the capital! Both are my children! You say I'm infertile, then where did she come from?!"

When Song Xizhi was standing outside, he had already heard Song Juncai's desperate roar from inside the pavilion.

However, she was not surprised at all.

She knew about Song Juncai's infertility in her previous life.

By then, she had already learned medicine on Sun and Moon Mountain. On the night she was about to leave, her master gazed deeply into her face and said that he wanted to leave the mountain and go with her to see the world.

So, by sheer coincidence, the master met Song Juncai and was greatly shocked, saying that he could not have children.

In his previous life, Zhao Qianlan did not conceive, so Song Xizhi was shocked and did not know why his mother would do this, so he kept this secret in his heart forever.

As Song Xizhi pondered, he slowly raised his head again and met the gaze of the calm and composed woman sitting in front of him.

The woman, who had been expressionless, suddenly widened her eyes and froze upon seeing Song Xizhi's face.

She stood up abruptly, but when her gaze met Song Xizhi's, she inevitably froze in place. Her hands rose unconsciously, then fell limply to her sides, her fingers trembling slightly.

The woman's thin lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't utter a single word.

This was the first time anyone had ever seen their usually calm and collected master with such a discomposure on his face.

Even Song Juncai was somewhat surprised by the unexpected reaction of the Goddess of Mercy, but he quickly calmed down and put his mind at ease.

"Now that you've seen my daughter, you'll realize that your diagnosis was completely wrong, won't you, Doctor?"