Rebirth of the Exclusive Herbalist

Su Qingwan did not tell Su Qingqi what Su Qinghan had done but only told her that Su Qinghan had great ambitions. Su Qingqi had to keep this question in her heart. Apart from going to the Huaining Marquis’s Mansion, she had been staying in the backyard of her eldest sister’s yard and had never left the yard. The maids and servants in her eldest sister’s yard did not gossip, so she did not hear any gossip from Minglan.

“Miss, how about we take a walk around the mansion?” Seeing the girl leaning against the window frame with her eyes closed, Minglan couldn’t help but suggest in a low voice.

Su Qingqi was a little tempted when she heard this, but she quickly dismissed the idea: “Her Royal Highness the Grand Princess is still living in the mansion. If we accidentally bump into her, it will be troublesome.”

Moreover, this is the Wuchang Marquis Mansion. It was okay to be in the eldest sister’s yard. It gave her the same feeling as being in the Su Mansion in Jiangnan. It was very familiar. But once she left the yard, she had the illusion of being in two different worlds.

Su Qingqi was particularly uncomfortable with those flashy maids, snobbish old women, and some concubines of the Marquis of Wuchang who showed up from time to time to show their presence.

Fortunately, there is no such situation at Huaining Marquis’ Mansion.

Minglan’s heart trembled, and she kept silent. After making Lu’an tea for her girl, she went to the small kitchen to get some ice bowls for her girl to cool down.

Nanny Zhao, who is in charge of the small kitchen in the yard, is Su Qingwan’s trusted nanny. Every time Minglan comes over, she will give her some food with a smile on her face and ask her to take it to Su Qingqi.

When Minglan was carrying the food box and passing by the small corridor, she heard intermittent sounds. After listening carefully, her face changed slightly. It was too much.

After holding back for a while, she hurried back to the house and took out the ice bowl for Su Qingqi. After Su Qingqi finished eating, she stammered, “Miss, I just heard the maids and old women in the yard gossiping in private…”

“Are they talking about me?” Su Qingqi asked calmly. She had just eaten a bowl of ice and was feeling relaxed all over.

“yes.”

“What did they say?” Apart from her relationship with Marquis Huaining, she really couldn’t think of anything else about herself that people would gossip about.

Sure enough, Minglan’s words confirmed her guess.

“They say you used all means to get close to Marquis Huaining, but they don’t know what’s so filthy about it…”

Minglan spoke carefully, as these words were already ruining the girl’s reputation.

“Is that all?” Su Qingqi raised the corners of her lips and smiled faintly.

Minglan was stunned. How could the girl still laugh?

“Girl, aren’t you worried?”

“It is a fact that I am hooking up with Marquis Huaining. As for the inner story, no one will believe it anyway, so why bother?” Su Qingqi said lightly.

Minglan looked conflicted: “…” Aren’t you too generous, girl?

“Okay, don’t be so sad. These nagging maids and old women will soon be dealt with by my elder sister.” Su Qingqi stood up and patted Minglan on the shoulder.

“But I’m afraid this matter has spread throughout the Wuchang Marquisate…”

“It’s not just the entire Wuchang Marquis Mansion; I’m afraid it’s spread throughout the entire Kyoto.” Su Qingqi added nonchalantly. Minglan just cared too much. Anyway, she had already been labeled as Marquis Chu, so she no longer considered what would happen next.

Lord Chu is not a pushover. He will definitely take action when the time comes. Of course, he has to make sure that she really has the ability to prolong his life.

So she was not in a hurry at all.

Keeping the spirits full is the top priority. Making medicinal food is a happy thing, but it cannot be done every day. If she was not in the Wuchang Marquis Mansion, she would like to brew all kinds of medicinal wines with magical effects. In ancient times, people would feel uneasy if they didn’t have something to protect themselves.

Su Qingqi counted on her fingers, wondering when Lord Chu would marry her.

Lord Chu, who was being missed by Su Qingqi, once again left the capital in a grand procession and went to the Royal Ganye Temple to meet Master Kong.

Master Liaokong is an accomplished monk of the Royal Ganye Temple. He is nearly ninety years old, with white eyebrows and a beard, a ruddy face, and an air of a sage. He is very famous but does not act easily.

At this time, Lord Chu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was playing chess with Master Kong.

After dropping the last white piece, Master Liaokong clasped his hands together and said, “Amitabha, I lost!”

“Master, I appreciate your concession!”

Lord Chu smiled elegantly, took a sip of the fragrant tea brewed with golden lotus seeds, and gave a look to Chu Yi. Chu Yi understood and took out a note from his sleeve and placed it in front of Master Kong.

“Master, this is the birth date and horoscope of Su Qingqi, the third daughter of Governor Su Yuanhong. Do you think she is the destined one for this Marquis?”

It seems that Lord Chu was not sure whether Su Qingqi was the person he was looking for, but he had already taken the initiative to announce it without any hesitation.

It would be strange if Su Qingqi didn’t vomit blood if she knew this.

Master Liaokong took the piece of paper and looked at the birth data on it. His usually calm face showed a rare change of expression.

“Donor Chu, are you sure this is the birth date?”

Lord Chu’s eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly: “Confirmed.”

“If this birth date is true, she should have died three years ago.”

A rare look of shock appeared on Lord Chu’s handsome face, and his eyes were mysterious.

“Master, do you mean that she should not exist?”

Master Liaokong nodded, closed his eyes, and twirled the Buddhist beads, his mouth opening and closing as he muttered something. As he twirled the Buddhist beads faster and faster, there was a “snap” sound, the string broke, and the beads scattered all over the floor.

A trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of Master Liaokong’s mouth. His expression instantly became listless, and his body swayed.

“Master!” Lord Chu exclaimed, and Chu quickly supported the staggering master.

After a long time, Master Liaokong opened his eyes. He had obviously calmed down, and his complexion looked slightly better.

“Master, are you okay?”

Master Liaokong shook his head, “I’m fine!” After routinely helping Lord Chu with his diagnosis, he looked surprised and said, “Donor Chu, your terminal illness shows signs of healing. Is it related to that female donor?”

Even though Lord Chu tried his best to conceal it, excitement was still visible in his eyes. He was really relieved. It seemed that Su Qingqi was not lying.

“Yes, that’s her!”

Master Liaokong put his hands together and said, “Amitabha, no wonder I couldn’t figure out that person’s origin before. It turns out that he is a person from outer space. Donor Chu has a deep fortune!”

“Master, is it true that my terminal illness cannot be completely cured?” Lord Chu asked with a frown.

“No, but as long as that female donor is here, Donor Chu will not have to worry about his life!”

Lord Chu chuckled softly, his eyes full of determination. It seemed that he and Su Qingqi were really a perfect match. Well, the first thing he would do when he returned home was to send an official matchmaker to the Su Mansion in Jiangnan to propose marriage!