The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1433 - 1446: Seeking Immortality (10)

In summary, although the art of incense is exceptionally difficult to master and has stringent requirements, once achieved, it becomes a powerful weapon capable of overcoming formidable opponents.

By coincidence, the original owner’s body is identical to Ling Miao Wanderer’s Xuanyin Body.

The frailty from the womb is exacerbated by the Xuanyin Body, causing the original owner’s health to weaken year after year.

With such a constitution, ordinary remedies provide no relief. No wonder the original owner’s health deteriorated despite years of nurturing, seemingly just enduring the passage of days.

If Su Li had not arrived, or if another miraculous opportunity had not presented itself, the original owner’s fate would have been doomed to one straight path.

Presumably, the original owner was well aware of this.

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"Did any of you smell a very pleasant fragrance?"

"You smelled it too? It’s indescribable, but exceptionally fragrant, with an ethereal feeling to it."

"Where did it waft from? Now it’s gone again? How peculiar."

"Stop discussing it; the Second Young Lady’s temper is fiercer than ever. Be cautious, or she’ll sell us off—our indentures are firmly in her grasp."

"Oh, it would be nice if the Lady were here; she has a kind heart and treats us servants well."

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The maidservants outside the room thought their whispers would go unheard, while in reality, Su Li inside chose not to pay attention.

Opportunistic little ghosts are never in short supply.

The closed door remained shut for so long that the maidservants waiting outside started to feel uneasy, hesitating whether to knock on the Second Young Lady’s door.

The Second Young Lady’s constitution is frail; to put it bluntly, she could faint at any moment—it’s a possibility.

Among the three maids, none wanted to take the initiative, pushing the responsibility onto each other.

As they continued their hesitant argument, the room door opened from within by itself, with the Second Young Lady standing radiantly by the doorframe, lazily beckoning them, "Come in, and tidy up everything in the room."

A maid said flattering words, "Miss, I’ll just tidy up some things you commonly use. Surely you won’t stay in the countryside for long; Grandma will soon bring you back."

The maid’s words were meant to flatter Su Li; being sent to the countryside is akin to being exiled. She presumed the Second Young Lady would also desire a quick return to the manor.

But her flattery missed the mark; Su Li did not appreciate these presumptive sentiments.

"No need, clean everything thoroughly without leaving a single bead. I will never live in this place again."

Su Li spoke with intention.

The maids were stricken silent, not daring to speak further for fear of provoking the Second Young Lady.

This phrase was difficult to respond to; everyone in the manor knew the Second Young Lady had strong opinions about living in Cai Zhi Courtyard.

Because Cai Zhi Courtyard’s layout is small and its location not favorable, especially compared to the Lady’s residence at Zhi Feng Pavilion and the Young Master’s abode at Lishui Residence, the difference is considerable.

As a daughter not favored by the master of the house, outwardly she received the same treatment as the other two masters, but secretly... there’s a difference between solid gold Bodhisattvas and hollow ones.

The master was firm; the grandmother could not contradict him, and could only slightly wrong her granddaughter.

As long as compared to Yang Heyuan and Su Yansheng, even solely viewing Cai Zhi Courtyard, it’s still decent.

The Second Young Lady is always seeking opportunities, hoping to swap residences with the Lady. Perhaps when she returns, she might finally achieve this aim.

Judging by the varied expressions of the maids, one could see they surely imagined many inexplicable scenarios.

Su Li lacked the desire to explain; indeed the original owner harbored resentment towards this dwelling.

Within the Su Family, it’s understandable for Su Yansheng, being the only male heir, to have better accommodations than hers.

But for Yang Heyuan, an outsider who counted for nothing within the Su Family, to have superior accommodations than herself, this makes little sense!

After the three maids got busy, Su Li leisurely headed towards the main residence.

Cai Zhi Courtyard is a bit of a distance from the main residence, strolling leisurely for half a quarter-hour barely covers half the journey.

Along the way, she encountered servants rushing about, hearing them discuss the master’s temper flaring in the main courtyard; evidently smashing several sets of rare tea sets in anger.

Once those hurried servants departed, Su Li emerged from beneath the broad leaves.

Today she wore a garment in the hue of lakeside green, which, if not scrutinized closely, blended with the trees.

Su Li faintly curled her lips; her Cheap Mother was indeed obedient. Judging by the stance, they’d soon relocate.

Tang Xianxian, her Cheap Mother, probably wasn’t aware of her greatest attribute.

That attribute was speaking in a manner that could choke someone to death, coupled with teary-eyed, delicate attributes—turning reason into unreason.

Yet she cried so excessively that this merit failed to manifest.

Nonetheless, every word she uttered was her heartfelt truth; even if perceived as sarcasm or mockery, it still elevated her.

Thus leaving one feeling stifled and uncomfortable.

Scold her, she cries; don’t scold her, she cries; haven’t hit her, she cries even louder.....

"Enough, enough, quickly be gone. I have no desire to see you any longer. I’ll speak with mother myself," voiced Su XiuYu fiercely.

Tang Xianxian was startled by his roar, hiccupping amidst her tears, trembling, infuriating to behold.

Hearing Su XiuYu’s words, she couldn’t help but feel joy, her tears spilled even more profusely.

Crying aside, yet still remembering her daughter’s guidance, while afraid, she reached out to hinder Su XiuYu’s stride, "Wait, wait... you, you must write me a contract; I, I distrust you..."

Su XiuYu roared furiously, admonishing Tang Xianxian**’s** nose, "That malicious daughter of yours doesn’t interest me one bit. Had it not been for mother’s sake, I’d have dealt with her malevolence long ago."

Tang Xianxian elevated her gaze in disbelief, her voice sharp from shock, "Ah Lee, she’s still your daughter."

His response was Su XiuYu’s cold laughter, declaring, "My children are solely the two with Zhiru: they are Heyuan and Yansheng. I’ve never acknowledged that malicious daughter as mine."

Tang Xianxian’s meek nature kindled a spark of anger—how could Su XiuYu be this heartless?

As if sensing inadequacy, Su XiuYu intensified his remarks, "I greatly regret not having stood firm in my youth."

Swiftly etching words, Su XiuYu completed a contract according to Tang Xianxian’s template, sealing it with a drop of his blood.

To extricate himself from this mother-daughter duo as swiftly as possible, he hadn’t refused any of Tang Xianxian’s peculiar demands.

Now, with Tang Xianxian and her offspring proactively seeking freedom, even his mother couldn’t utter further objections.