"Possession?" Wei Hui murmured. He had heard of such things as ghosts possessing bodies, but he couldn't tell whether they were true or false.

Wei Jianjia raised her eyes, secretly glancing at the man's expression, and tentatively said, "Father, Su Hua and Xiao Jinhan have now formed a deep hatred with our Wei family, and they do not take you seriously at all."

Why not go to Yunwu Temple and invite Master Xuyun to remove the possessing ghost?

To avoid them coming to the capital to deal with us again later, thus causing unnecessary trouble.

Hearing this, the man remained silent for a moment, then waved his hand, "Forget it, she's just a peasant girl, no need to make such a fuss."

Yunwu Temple is the most popular temple in Beijing.

The root of the problem lies with Master Xuyun.

However, Master Xuyun traveled around the world all year round, and the amount of time he spent at Yunwu Temple could be counted on one hand.

Moreover, the attitude of the old Prince Gong at the morning court today was very clear: Xiao Jinhan is under the old prince's full protection, and the Right Prime Minister's Mansion cannot touch the person that Xiao Jinhan is protecting for the time being.

However, just because it cannot be touched now does not mean it cannot be touched in the future.

Once the Emperor abdicates and the Third Prince takes power, gradually weakening the Prince Gong's Mansion, Xiao Jinhan will be no threat. He will get his revenge for the humiliation he suffered today!

Wei Jianjia lowered her eyes slightly, feeling quite unwilling.

Those two vile women wronged her so much; if she doesn't avenge them, she'll never be able to die in peace. She can't touch Xiao Jinhan, but she must destroy Su Hua.

If her father doesn't want to go to Yunwu Temple, she can go by herself.

Master Xuyun was an enlightened monk who could not only predict the past and future, but also subdue ghosts and demons. He would certainly not stand idly by and watch evil spirits wreak havoc on the world.

Just as the father and daughter were each lost in their own thoughts, a series of overlapping footsteps approached.

Immediately afterward, a slightly panicked voice rang out, "Master, people from the Zhang family just arrived, saying that the Prefect of the Capital has sealed off the entire mansion and ordered everyone, from top to bottom, not to leave. What's going on? Has something happened to the Zhang family?"

Seeing her hurried expression, Wei Hui dismissively rebuked her, "What business is it of a woman like you to concern yourself with men's affairs in officialdom?"

Wei Jianjia's ears perked up. Something happened at the Zhang residence? Could it be the pawn her father mentioned earlier that was destroyed?

Madam Wei blushed slightly after being rebuked.

She never intended to get involved in official matters, but Zhang Yizhi was a distant relative of hers, and now that he had run into trouble and came to her for help, how could she simply sit idly by?

He could only purse his lips and say, "The Zhang family is currently in the flower hall. Would you like to go and see them, sir?"

"Alright, I'll handle this later." Wei Hui gestured with his hand, then looked down at the person on the ground for a moment.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Jia'er is not young anymore, and it's time to start preparing for her marriage. Madam, please make the preparations in the next few days and send her to the Lü family in Jiangzhou as soon as possible."

Wei Jianjia suddenly looked up.

What does it mean to say that you are sending her to the Lü family residence in Jiangzhou?

Madam Wei was also very surprised, "The Lu residence that you mentioned, sir, is it the residence of the General of the Eastern Garrison in Jiangzhou?"

"Hmm." The man nodded. "General Lü took a liking to Jia'er when he came to the capital last year, and he even asked someone to inquire about her not long ago."

Although she is a concubine, she must still receive a dowry and attendants; we cannot allow the Wei family to lose face, understand?

"Yes, I understand." Madam Wei nodded.

The look in her eyes as she looked at Wei Jianjia was somewhat complicated. She knew a little about why Wei Jianjia had gone to Qingshui County. She had been somewhat resentful that her master had not left such a good marriage to her precious daughter with the Qin family, but instead had given it to a concubine's daughter.

Now, however, he is especially grateful that the person who went south was not his daughter.

Now that Wei Jianjia's reputation is completely ruined, it's a good thing for her to get married sooner rather than later, whether as a concubine or someone else. Otherwise, it would affect the marriage prospects of her two children.

Upon hearing the word "concubine," Wei Jianjia's eyes widened in shock.

She has studied diligently for so many years, all so that she would not end up like her aunt and grandmother, spending her whole life as a concubine.

If she was destined to be a concubine, she might as well have accepted her fate from the beginning. Why bother trying for more than ten years?

As the girl watched the man's departing figure, she suddenly felt a surge of strength and rushed forward to stop him. "Father! I will not go to Jiangzhou. I do not want to become a concubine for General Zhendong."

Instead of sending your daughter to Jiangzhou to be a concubine, you might as well kill her now!

"Unwilling to become General Lü's concubine?" Wei Hui sneered.

There was not a trace of pity in his eyes as he looked at her. "Your hands and feet are now useless, and your reputation is ruined. Apart from your face, you are no different from a cripple."

General Lü is powerful, wealthy, and considerate; he would never wrong you.

This is the best path your father could choose for you; you must learn to be content.

Hearing those cold and heartless words, Wei Jianjia suddenly chuckled softly, "Contentment? You want me to be that old geezer's concubine, and you want me to be content?"

Have you forgotten that I went to Qingshui County because of you, and that's why I'm now this useless, inhuman mess?

You didn't feel a single pang of pity, but instead resented that I hadn't died out there. Now you want to squeeze every last drop of value out of me. In your heart, has there never been even a shred of fatherly affection?