Chapter 1: Using pregnancy to prevent disaster
On the Lantern Festival of the 13th year of Chongzhao's reign, Zhuque Street was packed with people and lanterns were like a sea.
Xue Sui was sitting on the second floor of Yanyu Pavilion. On the small red clay stove in front of her, the tea was steaming. She lowered her eyes and stroked the exquisite picture album with her slender fingers, moving very slowly.
"The Shangyuan Festival will be punished by heaven. The debt owed to me must be repaid."
The woman with a bright smile in the picture album is Princess Pingle of the current dynasty.
A gorgeous dress made of peacock feather thread. It is said that it took hundreds of embroiderers three years to get one piece. The gold thread is the base, and every inch of brocade is gold. The cost of one feather dress can last the people of a county for ten years. Having plenty of food and clothing...
Xiao Zhao whispered: "Girl, it's going to rain."
Xue Sui seemed not to hear Xiao Zhao's voice, nor to look at her nervous expression, and flipped through the animation book casually.
——Lu Xi, the granddaughter of the Crown Prince Lu Lufu.
——Xie Weilan, daughter of Xie Yanzhan, minister of Dali Temple.
——Guo Zhaohuai, grandson of Guo Pi, Duke of Zheng.
——Yao Wei, the son of Yao Hong, the Minister of Internal Affairs.
——The son of Taichang Temple Qing You Zhu, You Zhimu.
The finger rests on this page.
Xue Sui raised the corners of her lips slightly with a smile, "It's raining."
Bang! The huge sound shook the teahouse.
The wine flag on the high platform was thrown to the ground by a dark figure.
Screams rang out, and Zhuque Street was crowded. The disturbed crowds fled in all directions, rushing the street stalls and vendors, who were busy protecting their goods and cursing...
"Dead!"
"Sanlang of You Taichang's family fell from the Qiong Tower and killed an old servant girl!"
The old servant woman was helping a young lady out of the rouge shop when she was hit on the head by a man falling from the sky, her neck was broken, and she died on the spot.
The lady was so frightened that her face turned pale. She looked at the sky decorated with colorful lanterns and held the girl's hand, unable to stop shaking.
"Here it comes again, it comes again!"
Opposite the second floor.
Xiao Zhao stretched his neck and looked out, astonished.
"Dead, dead. Girl, will Princess Duan believe our trick?"
Xue Sui looked up at her.
Xiao Zhao patted his mouth and said with a smile: "My servant knows my mistake. What the girl used was not a trick, but justice."
She said, clasping her hands together and bowing to the album.
"I wish you all a happy death. Xiao Zhao respectfully wishes you a happy death."
Xue Sui slowly stood up and took the album into his arms.
"Let's go and enjoy the lanterns!"
It's really raining.
Thin wisps of rain enveloped the lantern market during the Lantern Festival.
This was the first spring rain in the thirteenth year of Chongzhao.
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Xue Yuechen returned to Prince Duan's Mansion, still in shock.
The wet nurse had just died under her nose.
The Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion said that You Sanlang was drunk and fell from the railing of the flying bridge of the Qiong Tower. He hit the wet nurse and survived, but his hands and feet were broken, and there was no good bone in his body. If you don't die, you will just be a useless person...
Xue Yuechen's heart was as confused as lint, and he was pacing back and forth in the room.
"Jade, you go to Xue's Mansion immediately and tell your mother that she must find the sixth sister before the prince's birthday and send her to Prince Duan's Mansion..."
Jade said in embarrassment: "Princess, the eldest lady will never agree."
Xue Yuechen was uneasy, "Just say, I have been childless for many years, and I need my younger sister to serve the prince and bring children to the prince's palace..." Jade hesitated: "The sixth girl was born with an ominous and humble body, how can she deserve to serve her?" Your Majesty? Besides... besides, she was so injured back then, I’m afraid she’s long gone.”
Xue Yuechen clutched the handkerchief tightly, feeling lost.
"If I ask you to go, you go! Do you have to wait until the life-killing ghost finds me?"
Since the Queen Mother's birthday party last month, Xue Yuechen has been experiencing bad luck one after another, as if she was struck by an evil spirit.
First, on the day of the birthday banquet, she was bumped into for no apparent reason and smashed the carefully prepared birthday gift to the ground. This made the Queen Mother displeased and she lost face in public.
On the way back home, the carriage suddenly lost control again, and she was thrown out. She fell dizzy and suffered multiple bruises on her body.
Then the plum blossoms in the garden withered overnight and died in the season when they should have bloomed...
She went to Lingyun Temple to offer incense to ward off disasters, and Master Jingkong told her.
"If you are destined to have no children, your fortune will be shallow. If there is no turning point, there may be bloodshed."
She asked Jingkong how to resolve it, and Jingkong gave her a trick.
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"The relationship between the princess and her children is poor, all due to evil spirits, and the children cannot be reborn. If you want to change your fate, you must have blood sisters to prevent disasters."
Jingkong counted with his fingers and gave the woman's birth date.
"This girl has a tough life. Only when she enters the house to stop the disaster can the princess escape."
Xue Yuechen remembered clearly that she had many sisters, but only one had this horoscope.
Born in a yin year, yin month, yin day, yin time.
It was the sixth sister who was thrown out of the house that year, the lowly daughter born of her father's drunken affair with a dancing girl.
"Eldest sister, save me, eldest sister, help me..."
Xue Yuechen could not forget that childish voice.
The eight-year-old child was tied by his feet and hung upside down from a tree branch in Rixiangyuan. Due to her thin body, her head appeared to be surprisingly large. Her body was covered with numerous injuries, and there were also some old purple-black scabs, which looked like rotten tree bark attached to her body.
Very ugly.
This made her twist like a bug, convulsing from time to time in the cold wind, and occasionally letting out a few dull groans of pain...
A group of boys and girls gathered under the tree, laughing and laughing.
"Look at her! She looks like a centipede."
"Beat the centipede, kill the stinky centipede!"
Fists and wooden sticks came up to greet them, and the snow on the branches fell rustlingly amidst the laughter, red and white, mixed together. The wind in the yard changed its tune, whining like a cry.
At that time, Xue Yuechen had a fleeting thought in his mind. A humble child like her did not have to live in this world. If she died early, she would suffer less sin.
But she was stubborn and wanted to live. Time after time, I got up dying from the snow, from the latrines, and from the smelly ditches, struggling to survive.
Xue Yuechen didn't save her.
Those half-grown children are all noble sons and daughters of the famous Sangong and Jiuqing families. Among them is His Majesty's favorite little Princess Pingle. She was discussing marriage with Prince Duan at that time and would not cause any trouble for herself.
Ten years have passed...
Xue Yuechen still clearly remembered the way the child was dragged out. Her body was covered with scars, her withered hair was soaked in blood, her head was tilted to one side, her deflated belly was exposed, her eyes were open, staring at her darkly...
Xue Yuechen couldn't help but shudder.
If she had died that year, who would have taken care of her?
Who can she find to give birth to the prince's legitimate son for her?
Dear children, I, Jin Han San, am back again. Are you still there? !
Welcome to the world of "Ask Jiuqing". In the days to come, I will continue to accompany you and tell stories every day, hahaha...
Xue Sui（suí）
(End of this chapter)