Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine's Daughter

Chapter 235 Unusual beauty without any makeup

When He Danggui sent Huai Hua to Lu’s Mansion, she only considered her current problems, but ignored Zhenzhu’s situation. Moreover, He Danggui thought that she and Huai Hua were just master and maid. But Zhenzhu and Huai Hua used to have the same master, so their relationship was closer. Naturally, they would have less misunderstanding and more tolerance.

During the past few days of meditation, He Danggui recalled that in the past 3 months, every time she could see the bright and radiant face of Huai Hua. He Danggui seemed to suddenly understand something. Besides Master Tai Shan, Zhenzhu’s ex-husband, Madam Ji and her daughter, who troubled Zhenzhu included Huai Hua. It was too bad. Maybe her negligence made trouble for Zhenzhu!

When He Danggui drank sweet soup, she wondered whether she missed any important part in these days because she did not come out. After 2 bowls of hot sweet dumplings, her pale face had a little blood color. But Chan Yi still frowned and said anxiously, “Miss, do you want to put some rouge on before you go out? Your face is very beautiful, but I think it is too white to bear to see, not to mention the young men who came to ask you for marriage.”

He Danggui sent Shi Liu away to tell Madam Luo the magic story that Third Miss turned white and beautiful after peeling, so Shi Liu hopped away.

Shi Liu ate uncooked meat in her early years and had a serious illness. She had a fever after the illness and had some brain problems. Others took her as a fool, but He Danggui appreciated her transparent and careless nature. Later, He Danggui secretly looked for a chance to feel the pulse of Shi Liu, and found that her “silly disease” could be cured. Then she sneaked into the servant’s room at night and pricked Shi Liu with silver needles several times.

After several treatments by silver needles, Shi Liu’s expression was less vacant and smarter. She was more liked by Madam Luo. Now, like Miss Ji, Shi Liu became an administrative maid. She was now in charge of the dowry key of Madam Luo. In East Yard of Luo’s Mansion, where the Madam Luo was the most respected, a maid who could speak up to Madam Luo was more valued than other true masters such as Dong Xinlan and Ms. Liang, so Shi Liu became the object of flattery.

He Danggui secretly treated Shi Liu, and even Shi Liu didn’t realize it. But it was strange that Shi Liu felt kind when she saw Third Miss’s face. Shi Liu unconsciously wanted to make friends with her, so they gradually became closer than the direct master and maid. Many of the latest news of Luo’s Family came from Shi Liu.

After Shi Liu left, He Danggui said with a smile to Chan Yi, “Why should I apply rouge? What I want is this effect, which is to make them dare not look at me. These 2 days, I have been adjusted the breath and sat in meditation with simple diet. That is why I have such a sick healthy face.”

Chan Yi didn’t understand. She only felt that the resourceful miss appeared again, so she clapped her hands happily and said, “Let’s go out and see for whom Childe Feng is here to act as a matchmaker!”

He Danggui looked at her with a smile, “Young girl, have you ever seen a miss who rushed out when she heard someone coming to propose a marriage? It is going to make people laugh.”

Chan Yi looked up and down at He Danggui delusively, “Miss, you are so ceremoniously dressed today. But you only wear this feather coat when you go to worship your grandfather in the Spring Festival. Why do you wear this one today?” Chan Yi made a sudden pause, and then her eyes immediately widened. She continued, “Miss, are you going to worship the deceased master? But today is the third day of a lunar month. The ancestral temple is not open. Even if it is open, they will not let us in.”

He Danggui took the fire hook to poke the fire again and broke the orange, which was burnt into a lump of coke. She said, “Instead of fighting my Second Aunt on a small scale, we’d better take comprehensive measures to put her out of favor for Madam Luo, so that we won’t feel uneasy. I still remember that she hit you with a board before. Today I invite you to see a good play.”

Then, Chan Yi hesitated and said, “The old scores with Second Mistress can be solved at any time, but today handsome Childe Feng acts as the matchmaker. And in Luo’s Mansion, there are 2 extraordinary young men of Meng’s Family.” While saying, she squinted at He Danggui’s expression, which was normal. Then she continued, “Miss, don’t ruin your image in their eyes. In my opinion, Third Childe Meng is a good person. After he heard that you get ill, he brought a lot of food to visit you. But you said you wouldn’t see anyone and eat, so I shared it with Bo He.”

When He Danggui recalled Meng Ying’s hostile eyes, she could not help but feel strange, “He came to visit me? What did he give me? Don’t eat what others bring. Be careful of your stomach.”

“Well, I think it is sweet and delicious,” Chan Yi counted one by one with her fingers, “Sweet lotus and chrysanthemum cake，lotus and longan porridge, lotus cake, lotus seed and almond shortbread, lotus shortbread, preserved lotus seed paste, lotus seed egg rolls, fried crispy lotus seed ball, fried sweet dumplings with lotus seed stuffing.”

“Lotus seeds?” He Danggui looked at her and said, “It is impossible to have so many lotus seeds in winter. The seedpods of the lotus only grow in summer.”

Chan Yi narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, “Third Childe Meng asked the doctor that your disease is suitable for eating lotus seeds. It can control your internal heat and cool your blood. After regulating, your face will not peel. So, he asked someone to bring a few of fresh lotus seeds from the south. He asked the dim sum master to make them overnight and then sent them to you in person. It is very nice of him.”

He Danggui looked down and thought for a moment. Then she said with a smile, “An unmarried woman is like a lotus seed. Only she could understand the hardship of relying on others for a living. He is laughing at me for being dependent on others and suffering from it. I heard that Meng Ying is also a hero who often goes to the battlefield to kill the enemy. But why does he talk and do things so roundabout?” She had such an enemy for no reason, and was hated by him suddenly.

Chan Yi covered her mouth and whispered, “Is that a fact? Those lotus seeds are sweet and juicy. They are not bitter at all.” Besides, the smile on Third Childe Meng’s face was more dazzling than the sun in winter, which attracted the young maids in the yard. He is full of kindness to you.”

When they said these words, it was already daybreak. Maids and mammies began to walk back and forth in the yard. They swept the floor and opened the door. After a while, Bo He came in. She half closed the door and said in a low voice, “Miss, Third Mistress of Third Branch asked the maid to send you the sour plum soup again. As you usually told me, I gave the maid 2 strings of 2,000 qian while saying that you got up late, and if you wake up, I will supervise you to drink it. Seeing that she took the money and left, I poured the sour plum soup into the little cat bowl at the corner of the south wall.” At this time, He Danggui just turned back. Her extremely pale face startled Bo He. Bo He opened her mouth, which used to be talkative, but now she did not know what to say.

He Danggui stretched herself and recalled, “The last time Third Mistress gave me soup was 5 months ago. Just like this time, she asked her maid to give me the soup personally and watch me drink it. Under the pretext of changing clothes, I turned around and blew a wisp of smoke in the crack of the window, which made the maid faint. After a while, she woke up. All she knew was that she took a nap and went back with an empty bowl. I haven’t received the sour plum soup with nominal mother’s love in the past 6 months. I thought she has forgotten me.”

Chan Yi also asked in a low voice, “Miss, what did she add to the soup? Why does Third Mistress want to harm you? She harmed you when you met her for the first time and recognized her as your nominal mother.”

He Danggui shook her head and said, “I don’t know what it is, so I let the little cat taste it for me. Now I still don’t know what she added.” It scared her most. With her insight and knowledge of thousands of herbal medicines in the world, she thought except Bai Yangbai, who traveled around the world and knew more about different herbal medicines, no one knew herbal medicines more than she knew. But her Third Uncle’s second wife gave her a difficult problem. Moreover, the Third Mistress, Ms. Liang, had unknown origin, motive and attitude. Up to now, Ms. Liang was still quietly peeping at the place not far from her.

Soon, it was noon. Chan Yi asked He Danggui what she wanted to eat. He Danggui didn’t want to eat too much. But after she ended her meditation, she could smell the fragrance of the food coming from the kitchen, which attracted her. In order not to let the efforts of these 2 days be in vain, she decided to go out for a walk for a while. She calculated the time. It was still early for Sun Meiniang to find that thing. If she spent time in the yard, she might meet some people who came to visit from other yards. So, it was just right to go out and avoid them.

In order to avoid the people in the yard, He Danggui slipped away through the side door with her veil on. Then she deliberately walked in the path where there was no one instead of the main road. There were 2 quietest places in Luo’s Mansion during the Spring Festival. One was Senior Lord Luo Maitong’s Ting Zhu Yard, and the other was Luo Baiqian’s Qi Lu Yard. A few days ago, He Danggui got scared in the Bitter Bamboo Grove behind the Ting Zhu Yard, so she didn’t want to go there. Then she cut corners to Qi Lu Yard and wanted to see if Luo Baiqian’s mental state was well.

Luo Baiqian suffered from “Heart disease caused by convulsion”. This disease was very rare. He Danggui only read about it in the book. She never saw anyone get this disease. Luo Baiqian was the first one. And once, when He Danggui talked to Liao Qing’er about Luo Baiqian’s symptoms, Liao Qing’er looked very professional and said that the disease was basically incurable and would only become more and more serious. In her hometown, the disease was called “Dissociative identity disorder”.

As Qing’er was a jack of all trades and master of none, He Danggui was also dubious. So, she didn’t regard Luo Baiqian as a terminally ill patient. She often snuck into the library to search for treatment methods that she had read about in various ancient books.

To put it simply, Luo Baiqian sometimes was himself, but sometimes he said he was Qi Chuan, a young monk in an ancient temple in the mountains. When he was Qi Chuan, his voice became much younger and his eyes became bright. However, no one thought that the changed Luo Baiqian was very cute. On the contrary, there was an indescribable and frightening feeling. Therefore, every time Luo Baiqian became another person, people in Luo’s Mansion would panic and avoid him.

He Danggui had no special feelings towards her cousin Luo Baiqian. She neither hated nor liked him. But sometimes, Zhu, who lived in her courtyard, asked to see his father with her every time. If Luo Baiqian suddenly fell ill, Zhu would always be scared to cry. When Zhu cried, the young monk Qi Chuan also cried. These 2 men wiped tears in front of He Danggui, which made her feel helpless.

In addition, although Luo Baiqian had a noble status in Luo’s Mansion, no one cared for him. His biological mother died early and miserably. And his nominal mother Ms. Zhao didn’t care for him. His wife Ms. Dong avoided him immediately every time he was ill. She also sneered at him that he was driven by passion and stewed in his own juice. First Lord and Madam Luo were helpless about Luo Baiqian’s illness, and they all pinned their hopes on Senior Lord Luo Maitong, a highly skilled doctor. But Luo Maitong hadn’t been back for 3 years. They sent nearly 100 people to look for him in various places. So far, no news had come. They didn’t even know whether Senior Lord Luo Maitong was alive or dead.

Therefore, He Danggui sympathized with Luo Baiqian, who was suffering from “Dissociative identity disorder”. She was very worried about his illness. She had furtively treated him for 3 years. However, she didn’t show up when he was normal. Only when he became the little monk, Qi Chuan, did she show up as an elder sister and know his condition when talking with him.

When He Danggui went to the back door of Qi Lu Yard, she leaned on the doorframe and listened for a moment to make sure that there were no other people. But she heard a very amazing sentence.

“My Lord, He Danggui is so weird. Do you really want her to be your wife?”