Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

It was quiet all around, no one dared to breathe loudly. Ye Yunzi took a sip of tea and looked at the lush trees in the yard.

After a long while, the old lady spoke, "Master Jing'an will come to the mansion to chant sutras in a few days. The mansion has been in unrest recently, so I specially invited her to exorcise evil spirits and avoid disasters."

"Yes, it's really unlucky." Liu glanced at her hands and agreed, "The first wife might have been possessed by evil spirits, otherwise why is it her turn to get into trouble every time? First she fell into the water, then she let thieves into the house, and now she has a miscarriage."

When Ye Ziru heard what Liu said, a look of pride flashed in her eyes.

"Maybe there really is an evil spirit haunting him." She sneered and glanced at Ye Yunzi.

Ye Yunzi's face remained calm, and she looked aloof, as if it had nothing to do with her.

She sipped her tea calmly without saying a word.

Ye Ziru realized that she was being ignored, so she looked away and snorted coldly.

"On the day when Master Jing'an comes to the mansion, everyone must go to the courtyard and let Master Jing'an remove the bad luck from everyone's bodies." The old lady said calmly, and everyone agreed.

"Okay, all of you, step back and do what you need to do."

"As ordered."

……

Ye Yunzi walked out of Qingxinyuan. The sunlight was dazzling and she squinted her eyes subconsciously.

At this time, Ye Ziru came over and said, "Second sister's life is really comfortable."

"What do you mean, third sister?" Ye Yunzi asked.

"Ye Ziru has been locked up in the dark room. Now no one can compete with you for the limelight."

"Stealing the limelight?" Ye Yunzi turned her head away, her smile faded, her face turned cold, "That's not the case."

Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun Temple.

A carriage stopped silently beside the small door behind the nunnery. The curtain was lifted and Zhao Changfu jumped out. He looked around and made sure that there was no one around before he walked forward and knocked gently on the door.

After a while, the little nun in the nunnery opened the door and stuck her head out, asking in confusion, "What can I do for you, benefactor?"

"I want to meet Master Jing'an." said Zhao Changfu.

The little nun looked Zhao Changfu up and down for a while, then opened the door and said, "Donor, please follow me."

After a while, Zhao Changfu followed the little nun into Qingyun Temple and came to Master Jing'an. Master Jing'an was dressed simply, with her eyes closed, and wisps of sandalwood rose from the incense burner in front of her.

She has a solemn face. Although she is over forty years old, she still maintains a youthful appearance, which has not been eroded by time.

"Master Jing'an." Zhao Changfu stepped forward, sat opposite Master Jing'an, and said, "I would like to ask Master Jing'an for a small favor. After the matter is completed, there will be a generous reward."

"I am a Buddhist nun who practices cultivation and do not want to get involved in worldly affairs. Please go back, benefactor." She said in a calm tone.

Zhao Changfu didn't move. He took out a small cloth bag from his arms, untied the string, revealing a bag full of silver.

He pushed the bag towards Nun Jing'an, "As long as you say a few words when you are praying for blessings at the Ye Mansion, the silver will be yours..."

"Of course, in addition to these, I will give you double the reward after the task is completed." Zhao Changfu stared at Master Jing'an, and the shrewdness of a businessman flashed in his eyes.

Master Jing'an looked calm and did not refuse immediately.

"I wonder what you need to say, Master?"

"Just say that the fourth young lady of the Ye family is a very blessed person."

This is what the Third Aunt entrusted to me. With Master Jing'an's words, the Ye family will definitely soften their attitude towards Ye Ziru. Ye Ziru will be recognized as a person of great fortune, and Ye Chongde will also look at her with admiration.

Zhao Changfu thought about it, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he added, "And..."

"How about it? Master Jing'an, can you help me with this small favor? My niece has suffered a lot in the Ye Mansion. I want to do something for her. After thinking about it, I can only come to you."

The air was filled with sandalwood and a bag full of silver was placed in front of Master Jing'an.

For a long while, Master Jing'an didn't say anything, but her hand quietly reached out for the bag of silver and put it into her sleeve.

Zhao Changfu saw this and a look of joy flashed across his face. He quickly said, "Master, thank you for your help!"

After the matter was settled, Zhao Changfu hurriedly jumped on the carriage and fled away. Before leaving, he did not forget to look around to make sure that he was not being followed. Not long after, a figure rushed out of the woods with a cold face. It was Shen Siyan's personal guard.

……

The day of prayer has finally arrived.

Old Madam Ye ordered the nanny beside her to go to Qingyun Temple to invite Master Jing'an.

Everyone gathered in the yard, waiting for the nun to arrive. The third aunt was pregnant, sitting on a chair, feeling uneasy, holding a handkerchief in her hand, fearing that her plan would fail.

"Master." The third aunt called softly.

Ye Chongde looked at the Third Aunt, who bit her lip and said, "Since we are going to exorcise the evil spirits, everyone in the mansion must participate. The Fourth Miss... should also be allowed to exorcise the evil spirits."

Ye Chongde frowned.

At this time, the old lady nodded and said, "That makes sense. To exorcise the evil spirits, you have to be thorough and leave no blind spots. Wangshu, call her over as well."

After the old lady spoke, Ye Chongde had no choice but to agree and sent someone to release Ye Ziru.

The third aunt breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Ye Ziru could be got out, there would be a chance of turning the situation around.

"Master Jing'an, please." The voice of the servant came from outside.

A figure walked in slowly. Master Jing'an had a solemn face and was wearing coarse cloth clothes. She exuded a faint sandalwood scent, like an immortal who had descended to earth.

"Master Jing'an."

The old lady stood up first and nodded slightly.

"I am Nun Jing'an, paying my respects to Old Madam Ye." Nun Jing'an's calm and detached voice sounded.

"There has been unrest at home recently. I'd like to trouble Master Jing'an to check if there is any evil spirit in the house..." As the old lady spoke, she always felt a chilly wind whistling around her and could not help but wrap her clothes tightly.

Master Jing'an nodded and looked around.

The third concubine stared at Master Jing'an intently, feeling extremely nervous.

Finally, Master Jing'an frowned and said, "There is indeed an evil spirit at work. Has there ever been a bloody disaster in the family, or has there almost been a human disaster?"

"Yes!"

The old lady was startled and nodded hurriedly, "The eldest concubine had a miscarriage and bleeding."

"Don't worry, old lady. As long as you drive away the evil spirit, the bad luck will naturally disappear." Master Jing'an's voice was calm, like a reassurance pill to everyone, making people relax involuntarily.

Ye Yunzi stared at Master Jing'an. In her previous life, the Ye family had never hired any masters.

Master Jing'an's eyes swept across everyone's face, first staying on Ye Ziru for a while, pondering for a long time, and finally her gaze fell on Ye Yunzi.

She looked Ye Yunzi up and down, her eyes as if she was examining a commodity.

Ye Yunzi looked calm as she continued to sit on the chair, looking back at her calmly. Her clear eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, which made Master Jing'an feel uneasy.

How could a little girl have such a look? It was so weird, so weird.

"Master, what's going on?" the old lady asked nervously.

Master Jing'an turned around and waved the Buddhist whisk in her hand twice in the air.