A master of metaphysics is farming.

His body felt as if it were submerged in icy water, and the chill gradually spread. His limbs became extremely cold, his stomach was churning, and an itch in his throat caused him to vomit blood again.

Wang Rongxing and Jiang Xinyue got up in a panic, neither of them daring to touch her.

"W-What's going on?! Xinyue, is your duck poisonous?!"

Jiang Xinyue nudged him aside with her elbow, then bent down to look at He's face. "You're the one who's toxic! Miss Xiang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or... is there something wrong with my duck?!"

Xiang He forced a bitter smile, feeling extremely uncomfortable. "It's not the duck's fault..."

He Suian supported her, leaning half of his body against hers, "Why did you suddenly vomit blood?"

With a strong metallic taste in her mouth, Xiang He reached out with trembling hands towards the bowl of soup, and Jiang Xinyue immediately picked it up and brought it to her lips.

As the soup flowed down my throat, the sweet taste masked the bloody smell, finally easing the discomfort.

Xiang He clutched her chest, straightened up slightly, took a deep breath and exhaled, her breath weak and her voice barely audible, "Someone...someone did something to me behind my back..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly pursed her lips, her eyes gradually turning cold, and she placed her hands on the table, coldly saying, "Go back to the village immediately."

Before she could even regain her footing, her cold legs went weak, and she was about to fall backward when an arm reached across her back and caught her.

He Sui'an bent down and picked her up, saying, "I'm sorry to have made it difficult for you to walk."

Xiang He felt dizzy and her vision was blurry. The chills that kept spreading through her body continued, so she could only let him carry her downstairs.

Xing Ji hurriedly picked up Xiang He's cloth bag and went down first, followed closely by Wang Rongxing and Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue's heart skipped a beat, "How could he vomit blood... Could it really be a problem with the male prostitute..."

Wang Rongxing, who was standing to the side, was also extremely worried, but he did not forget to comfort Jiang Xinyue, "Didn't Miss Xiang say that it's not a problem with the male prostitutes, but that someone is causing trouble behind the scenes?"

"Was Miss Xiang drugged?"

"..." Wang Rongxing hesitated, then said, "I really don't know how to say it, so please don't ask."

Jiang Xinyue's heart skipped a beat, wondering if there was something else going on?

Before she could ask any more questions, Xing Ji had already driven the carriage to the door, lifted the curtain and let the two of them in. Wang Rongxing wanted to follow, but He Suian raised his hand to stop him.

“Young Master Wang, if you go back with Miss Xiang now, I’m afraid it will cause some controversy. I will send someone to inform you once this matter is resolved.”

"How can that be! I invited Miss Xiang, it's my job to escort her safely..."

“Brother,” Jiang Xinyue tugged at his sleeve, “Don’t make things worse. Not to mention there’s a man in the carriage, if you were to get in there too, what would happen to Miss Xiang’s reputation?”

Wang Rongxing stopped stepping on the pedal. His reputation was worlds apart from He Suian's.

Thinking back to the way they walked, the stares and gossip of those people could indeed cause unnecessary trouble for the young lady.

He turned his head and looked around. There were also people gathered around watching the commotion, all speculating about what had happened.

After a moment's thought, he withdrew his foot. "Alright then, I'll trouble you to let me know when the time comes."

Xing Ji lowered the carriage curtain and started the horse, while Wang Rongxing and Jiang Xinyue watched the carriage drive away.

Only after the carriage disappeared around the corner did Jiang Xinyue ask in confusion, "Brother, are you hiding something from me?"

Wang Rongxing glanced at the dispersing crowd, turned and walked back into the building. Only when he returned to the private room and looked at the bloodstains on the table did he sigh softly, "Miss Xiang is a Taoist priest."

"Oh...ah?" Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened in shock. "A Taoist priest? You...you mean a Taoist priest who catches ghosts?"

Wang Rongxing sighed again, "My grandmother is ill, so she asked Miss Xiang for help..."

He told her all about his family affairs, and Jiang Xinyue was stunned. She never imagined that a village girl would be a Taoist priest!

He immediately became very curious about Xiang He and thought he should get along well with her in the future, as many interesting things would surely happen.

Meanwhile, Xiang He, who was curious, was sitting in the carriage, breathing heavily. Her clothes and sleeves were stained with blood, which was shocking to see. Her face was deathly pale, and her lips were white.

Seeing her like this, He Suian'an's eyes were filled with worry. "Do you want some water?"

Xiang He shook her head helplessly, her hazy eyes looking at the cloth bag. He Sui'an understood and handed the cloth bag to her.

"Mirror, mirror..."

Hearing the weak and listless voice, He Suian frowned, opened her cloth bag, and placed the palm mirror in her palm.

Xiang He rubbed the mirror with his fingertips. "Jinghua, go to town to find my grandmother... or see if anyone is performing a ritual... Shuiyue, go back to the village to see my family... Go quickly."

Suddenly, the mirror flashed, and two blurry figures slipped out through the carriage curtain.

Xiang He shrugged, and the mirror slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. He Sui'an put it back in her cloth bag. "Did someone set up an altar and perform a ritual to deal with you?"

"Um……"

Xiang He slowly closed her eyes, her dry and pale lips moving slightly, "Lingbao Tianzun, comfort my body..."

As she chanted the incantation, He Sui sat quietly to the side, occasionally lifting the carriage curtain to peek outside. It was already afternoon, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

He withdrew his hand and quietly looked at Xiang He. She was still chanting. Perhaps the incantation was working, because her complexion had improved a lot. Although it was not rosy, it was not as pale as before.

As the carriage swayed with its movements, He Sui'an lightly pinched the hem of his robe above his knees, his deep eyes flashing with indifference, yet also revealing a hint of inquiry.

Before he could take another look, Xiang He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze radiating a deep, chilling aura that quickly vanished.

He Sui'an winked subtly and smiled reassuringly, "It seems the young lady has recovered."

Xiang He composed herself, suppressing her slight anger, and exhaled a breath of stale air, regaining some composure. "I need to drink some nourishing soup when I get back. Right now, I just hope my family is alright."

"How can you be sure it was your grandmother who did this?"

“Heh,” Xiang He smiled coldly, “leaving the village so early in the morning, it can’t be anything good. Luckily, my fourth aunt reminded me.”

Hearing that Li had left the village today, she didn't take it too seriously. She knew Li would cause some trouble, but she didn't expect her to dare to do something like this.

My body suddenly felt cold, and my head felt like it had been struck by a blunt object for no reason. I was thrown into chaos and my mind gradually became unclear. This was because someone had manipulated my birth chart.

But that sudden, sharp pain in my heart...

A deep sorrow lingered in her heart, and Xiang He frowned, "My restless life..."

I've seen bad things, but I've never seen anything this unreasonable and bad. It seems I'll have to take things to an even more extreme level...

Hearing her sorrowful words, He Sui'an felt a sense of empathy. That family was not easy to deal with; he had seen it for himself, and they were not people that ordinary people could contend with.

"If it really was your grandmother who did it, what do you plan to do?"

Upon hearing the question, Xiang He paused slightly and stared at him, "I thought you wouldn't meddle in other people's business."

Normally, when he's at home, he just watches quietly, so today was a bit of a surprise.

Under her gaze, He Sui'an simply smiled gently, "What do you plan to do?"

Xiang He's expression hardened, but she also smiled and her eyes crinkled. "Naturally, it's an eye for an eye."