Mr. Chen later learned that it was Jiang Xueying who found a way to get the Jiang family to cancel the marriage, and he and Chen Simin were very grateful to her.

In the evening, Chen Simin and Jiang Xueying talked about this fact in private and couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, Sister Jiang, this time it was thanks to you that I was able to resolve this. Although I have escaped from the fire pit, looking at the Jiang family, they will definitely not give up the idea of ​​​​bringing a wedding to that sick young master. If it's not me this time, there will be another woman who will soon fall into the fire pit."

Jiang Xueying took a sip of tea with an unpredictable look on her face. Chen Simin's words reminded her.

"Don't worry. I won't let them have their way. Simin, it doesn't matter who you marry. Marrying an unmarried girl would only bring them together. Do you still remember the ugly, grumpy girl in our town who has never been able to get married?"

Chen Simin understood immediately and her eyes lit up.

"Oh, Sister Jiang means..."

Jiang Xueying stroked the rim of the cup and smiled meaningfully.

"This is a good marriage. I'm sure the Jiang family will be very satisfied."

…

The condition of Jiang Feng, the son of Second Madam Tong, did not improve under the doctor's treatment, but became more serious. At first he just had a cough and fever, but later he vomited and began to fall into a coma.

This scared Tong. Jiang Feng was the only son in the Jiang family. She was counting on him to inherit everything in the general's mansion so that she could enjoy a good life. Moreover, if Jiang Feng had an accident when the general was away, the general would definitely not forgive her when he came back.

Thinking of this, Tong could no longer sit still and hurried to find Luo to seek a solution.

"Sister, what should we do? Feng'er's condition is getting worse and worse. He has been in a coma for several days and hasn't woken up yet. I asked the doctor, but he couldn't explain the reason. I've asked several doctors but none of them could help."

Tong's anxious tears could not stop flowing out, and she kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief. She almost cried her eyes blind.

At this moment, Mrs. Luo was drinking her morning tea. She almost choked when she heard Mrs. Tong's words. She raised her head and looked at Mrs. Tong in surprise.

"Is it that serious?"

She had clearly gotten much better when she went to see him yesterday, how come he suddenly...

Tong nodded heavily, with a tearful face, and cried to Luo.

"That's right, sister. Feng'er is the only son in our Jiang family, and he is going to die young without getting married. My poor son..."

As she spoke, Tong choked up and started to cry. The tears kept rolling in her eyes and finally slid down from the corners of her eyes, leaving two tear marks on her cheeks.

Luo quickly pulled her to sit next to her and comforted her, "Okay, don't worry, let's do this, didn't we find out the fate of the Chen family's daughter last time we went to the temple?"

Tong nodded and looked at her a little confused, not knowing what she meant.

"Why don't we invite a master back and have him measure Feng'er's fate again."

"Sister, what you mean is... there is an evil spirit in Feng'er?"

Luo nodded seriously, and thinking of what happened to Jiang Xueshu last time, she became more certain that her idea was correct. Those things happened last time because she married into the Chen family without calculating her horoscope. This time, she must calculate carefully before making any plans.

"Look, last time, we didn't know what had offended our family. Feng'er might have been sick all this time, or maybe he had offended some god, who wanted to take his life as punishment!"

Tong was so frightened by Luo's words that her face turned pale and she spoke in a trembling voice.

"Sister, you are right. I will ask the master to take a look at Feng'er now."

After saying this, Tong did not dare to delay any longer and immediately picked up her skirt and ran out.

After Tong returned, she immediately ordered her servants to spend a total of two hundred taels of silver to hire a famous fortune teller.

Soon, the fortune teller came to the Jiang Mansion with his tools.

Looking at Jiang Feng lying on the bed with a pale face, if he was not still breathing, others would have thought that the person lying on the bed was a corpse.

"Master, please come and see my son. He hasn't woken up for several days."

The master fortune teller stroked his gray beard seriously, walked forward with a stern face, pulled open the curtain, looked carefully at Jiang Feng's face, then used his fingers to pry open his eyelids and observed the condition of his pupils.

Seeing that he was watching so seriously, Tong did not dare to disturb him. She stared at the master's movements with her eyes, and her fingers holding the handkerchief gradually turned white.

After fiddling with it for a while, the master finally spoke to Tong.

"Madam Jiang, I see that Young Master Jiang's forehead is black, his eyes are blue, and his face is grayish-white. This... this is a symptom of dying soon!"

Mrs. Luo and Mrs. Tong looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. The last time the doctor said that Jiang Feng had a glimmer of hope.

Especially Tong, she was so frightened that she started to tremble all over, her hands and feet were cold, and she almost couldn't stand. Fortunately, the maid beside her supported her in time.

"Then... what should I do, Master? I only have this one son. If he dies, I will die!"

The master gave Tong a calm look, indicating that she should not get excited.

"But... there is still a solution."

When Tong heard this, it was as if a person walking in the dark finally saw a glimmer of hope. She excitedly stepped forward and grabbed the master's sleeve. Cold sweat had already appeared on her hands, and her eyes were full of pleading.

"Master, please help my son!"

The master avoided Tong's hand without leaving a trace and put a hypocritical smile on his face.

"That's all fine. That's all fine. The fee may need to be increased a little."

Tong was immediately shocked, frowned and shouted, "What? You want more money? Didn't I already give you two hundred taels of silver?"

Two hundred taels of silver is an ordinary family's income for many years!

"This... Young Master Jiang's situation is a little special. This old man is not doing this for his own benefit, but the medicine he needs is too special. If Madam is unwilling, I'm afraid..."

The master pretended to be embarrassed, and when he saw that Tong was reluctant to leave, he pretended to leave.

After finally seeing a glimmer of hope, Tong hurriedly stopped the master, gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and agreed to his request.

"I agree. Master, just save my son. I'm willing to pay any amount."

Money is not more important than her son's life. If her son is well, her future life will be better.

The master then smiled triumphantly, then concealed his feelings calmly, took out his tools, calculated Jiang Feng's fortune, and then gave him his horoscope.

"I have just checked it out. The solution is to find a bride with the same horoscope as your son. Your son fell seriously ill because he was possessed by an evil spirit. As long as a bride with the same horoscope as your son is found, the disaster can be resolved and he will naturally get better and better in the future."