From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

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Chapter 169: 084 Marriage Fate (First Update)_3

Translator: 549690339

This is the true demeanor of great virtue, transforming others with one’s own mental power.

Gao Jia saw that everyone was deeply moved and quickly said, “What’s wrong with you all? I asked her to calculate my marital fate, not to bewitch you. Wake

Even Ye Lan and Li Qingyao were pondering with furrowed brows, only she, like a monkey, was jumping around.

Ming Jing looked at Gao Jia and smiled faintly, like a magnanimous teacher tolerating a naughty child’s prank.

“Miss Gao’s thoughts are pure and simple, unspoiled by the hardships of worldly affairs. This is your fortune.”

“I want you to calculate my marital fate, not all this messy stuff. Who are you trying to fool?”

“Jiajia, don’t be disrespectful to the Master,” Madam Gao scolded.

“Mom, how could you be fooled by her too?” Gao Jia felt wronged.

“Master, I’m sorry, the child doesn’t know any better,” Madam Gao said apologetically.

“Madam, there’s no need to worry. Miss Gao is pure by nature, and her marriage is destined by fate.”

After saying this, she took a serious look at Gao Jia. In that instant, Gao Jia felt as if she was being pierced by something.

Ming Jing’s mysterious eyes made her dare not look directly at them again.

Ming Jing leisurely sipped her tea without speaking, and Madam Gao glanced at her with a slightly furrowed brow.

“I tell you, if you believe in Master Zhu, you won’t be wrong,” Madam Li resumed her path of flattery, but this time no one refuted her.

“Master, I’ve been having nightmares every night lately. I suspect I might have been contaminated by something unclean. I was thinking about whether I should go to the temple to pray, and then I met Master. Can you help me see if I’ve been affected by some evil spirits?”

The speaker was Madam Ye, who was almost forty years old, with a plump and fair face, a very lucky appearance, known as the wife-enriching face. However, her eyes were tired and lifeless, with dark circles that couldn’t be covered by makeup.

Ming Jing took a look and asked, “How long has Madam been like this?”

“About half a month.”

“Where did Madam go half a month ago?”

Madam Ye pondered with a frown, and Ye Lan said from the side, “It was the anniversary of my uncle’s death, and my mother and I went to sweep his grave.”

Ming Jing nodded, “Can Madam extend her right hand?”

Madam Ye quickly raised her right hand and placed it on the table.

Ming Jing’s slender fingers gently touched Madam Ye’s pulse.

Everyone watched this scene and whispered, “The Master can even treat illnesses?”

“Didn’t you hear what Madam Li said just now? Just by looking at Madam Li she knew what illness she had. She must be skilled in medicine.”

“I’ll let the Master help me take a look later.”

Lin Qing snorted, “My daughter is very tired, don’t bother her anymore.”

One of the ladies laughed, “Madam Zhu, you are so fortunate to have such a powerful daughter. We couldn’t even beg for one like her.”

“Indeed, having a daughter like Master Zhu is like having a Buddha at home, so comforting.”

“You don’t know how envious we are, Madam Zhu…”

Listening to these people’s fawning compliments, Lin Qing felt quite satisfied.

Ming Jing let go of her hand, and Ye Lan anxiously asked, “Is my mom’s health okay?”

Ming Jing said gently, “Madam is preoccupied and overthinking, causing physical weakness. I will write a prescription for you to take before bed to calm your spirit and help you sleep.”

She looked at Ye Lan, “I’ll send it to Miss Ye’s WeChat later, remember, you must go to a proper traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy to get the medicine.”

The two had already added each other on WeChat at the last birthday banquet of Old Lady Gao.

Ye Lan nodded, “I understand, thank you.”

Ming Jing paused and asked, “Do you have pen, ink, paper, and inkstone here?”

Madam Gao immediately called the waiter and asked them to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In such an elegant place like a tea house, there are often artists who come, and when they feel inspired, they spontaneously write a piece of calligraphy. So, these things are always available in the tea house.

Soon, the four treasures of the study were prepared on a large calligraphy table opposite the tea house.

Everyone watched Ming Jing, wondering what she was going to do.

Ming Jing stood up, walked to the writing table, first ground the ink, then picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and began writing on the rice paper.

One of the essential skills for a famous lady is calligraphy. Some may not like it or persist in learning, just like Gao Jia, who never learned, but Li Qingyao has been learning calligraphy since she was a child. So, when she saw Ming Jing’s posture with the brush and her writing movements, she knew Ming Jing must be an insider.

As the young girl held the brush pen, her demeanor calm and composed, she wrote slowly, while murmuring something. The crowd could not hear her clearly, but it seemed like she was reciting sutras..

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