The cannon fodder character in the Dream of the Red Chamber's substitute marriage story tries her best to rewrite her life (Part 4). (Seeking...)

Perhaps to avoid the groom fainting during the wedding ceremony and causing a scene, the wedding procedures were simplified, with speed being the main focus.

By the time she realized what was happening, she had already been led into the bridal chamber. Jia Hui sat in the bridal chamber, listlessly waiting for her sickly husband to lift her veil.

With a ten-pound phoenix crown on her head, her hair was being pulled painfully, and she felt like her neck was no longer her own.

After waiting for a long time without anyone arriving, Jia Hui simply lifted her veil and looked around. The new house was indeed decorated in a rather luxurious and extravagant manner.

The room was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine mixed with a faint sandalwood scent, and the striking red color gave it the feel of a Chinese-style horror wedding.

Looking down at her red wedding dress and beaded red embroidered shoes, she couldn't help but think of certain horror movies. Goodness, she suddenly felt a strange sense of gloom in the room.

Just as Jia Hui was lost in thought, the door creaked open, and a young man dressed in a red wedding robe slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

His face was pale, his lips were blue, and he walked with unsteady steps, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Jia Hui looked him up and down, her eyes lighting up. Remembering the original owner's wish, she couldn't help but sigh. Her walking pension had flown away! If it weren't for the original owner's wish, she could have become a widow within three months.

The little system popped up: "Huihui, don't think nonsense. Being a widow in ancient times wasn't easy, especially for a widow without children. Otherwise, why would there be the saying 'eat the childless'?"

Mingrui slowly walked to Jia Hui's side, coughed a few times, and then weakly said, "My health is failing me, and I'm sorry to have troubled you today, Madam."

Jia Hui smiled and said, "My husband's health is the most important thing!"

She wouldn't pretend to be virtuous and say she wasn't wronged; she was wronged to begin with.

Look closely, her cheap husband is really pitiful, but he's too thin, and his face is deathly pale with no color in it.

Those young male celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry should really learn from this and see what a truly sickly and delicate nobleman looks like.

Although Mingrui was given half a health-preserving pill, his body was already riddled with holes and could not be healed by half a pill at all.

His strong-willed nature forced him to endure the wedding procession and the wedding ceremony, pushing his body to its limits. Just as he was about to speak, he involuntarily broke into another heart-wrenching cough.

Jia Hui panicked. She needed to save this guy's life, but she couldn't let him die like this, as it was an important mission for her.

She quickly helped Mingrui up and quietly used her newly cultivated level one wood-type healing ability to repair his fragile heart.

This guy was born prematurely, and he inherited his father's poor health, with problems in his heart, liver, and lungs. He's only alive now because his family is rich, they keep famous doctors and use good medicine to keep him alive.

The healing effect was amazing; Mingrui felt much better in his aching chest, and his cough stopped.

Just as Jia Hui was about to let go, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her fingertip and heard a tinkling sound that caught her attention.

"A suitable host detected. Shennong System activating. Ding! Host, wish to bind? 321. Host has not objected. Binding..."

Jia Hui was so angry at the rogue system that she laughed. Did you even give me time to object? Whose countdown ends in a second? Is this some kind of forced sale?

Perhaps sensing Jia Hui's anger, the Shennong System conjured a black and white ball of fluff, which then hugged her leg and wailed, "Host, I'm so miserable! I encountered a time-space torrent when I transmigrated, and my energy is about to run out. If I hadn't met you, I would have been completely finished once my energy was depleted."

Jia Hui noticed that Mingrui could also see the black and white ball of fluff. Remembering what Yun Que had said, she grabbed the black and white ball of fluff and said, "Why don't you bind with him? You must have been following him for a long time, right?"

The black and white dumpling blinked its little eyes: "I want to too, but he doesn't meet the requirements to become my host. I'm different from the 996 all-around auxiliary system; I'm a restricted system."

There are requirements for the host I can bind with; they must possess either wood-type or healing-type abilities to bind with me. You possess both, making you my destined host. Please, bind with me; I am very useful.

I was originally supposed to go to a post-apocalyptic world or a world with superpowers, but I unexpectedly encountered a time-space torrent. I was just a newly manufactured little system, and could only drift around with the torrent, eventually ending up in this little world.

Jia Hui was puzzled. How could Mingrui have noticed the existence of the little system, understood her meaning, and directly sold out her good friend of more than ten years?

"He has strong mental strength. Although he can't reach the level of awakening superpowers, he can still influence the people around him. Otherwise, why would all the servants in his mansion be so loyal and work so hard to earn money to support him after he has been sick for so many years?"

I lived inside his jade pendant, and he could sense me. I was so bored, so I chatted with him. He was very ill and could only lie in bed every day, and we became good friends.

The black and white dumpling's words ignited a desire for life in Mingrui's eyes, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "So the lady is the otherworldly person that Tuantuan said could save my life and itss?"

If his body hadn't prevented it, Mingrui would have wanted to roar to the heavens. It turned out that Tuantuan, who had been talking about the mystical Shennong system with him since childhood, really hadn't lied to him; there really were gods in this world.

(Tuantuan's original words were "wood-type or healing-type ability users," which actually means cultivators with wood-type spiritual roots.)

What's more, the owner of Tuantuan was the very woman he married. She was his lawfully wedded wife. How could this not be considered a match made in heaven?

When his mother went to ask the shaman for blessings, the shaman communicated with the gods and told his mother that if he could marry his destined spouse, he could defy fate, turn bad luck into good, have a harmonious marriage, and have both sons and daughters.

At first, only his mother believed the shaman's words. Even his father thought that the shaman was just saying auspicious words to comfort his mother, since he had been weak and sickly since childhood, and the imperial physician had predicted that he would not live past the age of twenty.

The marriage was merely a way to appease the elders of the clan; who could have imagined that what the shaman grandmother had said was actually true?

Mingrui was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't help coughing a few more times. His face grew even paler, and he looked intently at Jia Hui: "Madam, would you be willing to save my life, no matter the cost...?"

Seeing that he was so agitated that he was about to faint, Jia Hui quickly supported him and transferred a trace of healing power to him: "We are now husband and wife, of course I will save you."

"Don't get excited, okay? Come on, follow me and inhale and exhale, slowly relax. Your little heart can't handle such strong emotions."

After Mingrui recovered, she looked into Mingrui's eyes and said, "Now that you know I am from another world, you should also know that men in our world can only marry one wife. If a wife finds out that he has another woman, she will divorce him."

So, you can't take concubines anymore. If you want to take concubines, just tell me, and we'll get a divorce first. Then you can take as many as you want...

Mingrui grasped Jia Hui's hand: "From my grandfather's generation onward, he has only ever had one wife throughout his life. Mingrui only wishes to spend his life with his wife, knowing and cherishing her. If you wish to divorce me, it will only be after my death..."

Seeing that he was getting agitated as he spoke, Jia Hui helped him sit on the edge of the bed: "Alright, alright, if you don't want to leave me, I won't abandon you, okay? Your task now is to take good care of your health. I don't want to become a widow at such a young age."

My dear second sister is just waiting to see me fail. You'd better live well. You know I'm from another world and have no experience surviving in ancient times. I'll be counting on you from now on.

Jia Hui's words were very eloquent. Since she was already married, and the original owner's wish was to live the life that Jia Wei envied, she naturally had to take advantage of her cheap husband's illness to quickly gain his favor.

Mingrui was quite thoughtful; he even had someone prepare a meal. Jia Hui didn't stand on ceremony with him, sat down at the round table, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.

She hadn't even had a sip of water all day. Wearing her wedding dress, it was inconvenient to change and relieve herself, so she simply stuffed herself with a tasteless fasting pill.

In the Jia family, the rations in the main kitchen were terrible. If you wanted something decent, you not only had to bribe the cook, but you also had to pay for it yourself.

The original owner only received two taels of silver a month. If it weren't for the private savings left to her by her grandmother, she would have been bullied to death by those servants long ago with that meager monthly allowance.

The servants in the main kitchen, instructed by Granny Lai who served Shi, made sure that whenever the original owner's maid went to fetch the food box, the dishes were either cold or looked stale.

It was only after Zhang Mama made a scene that Shi Shi pretended to reprimand the head kitchen staff, and things seemed to have calmed down on the surface. Later, Yu Yan secretly bribed a cook with silver, and only then were they able to eat hot meals.

The Jia family's dishes were heavy on oil and salt, making them greasy and unpalatable to Jia Hui. After transmigrating, she found herself surrounded by many people and distractions, so she would just eat a few bites during the day and secretly go to her space at night to have a special meal.

Unexpectedly, the dishes prepared by the general's mansion's chef were quite good. Seeing Jia Hui enjoying the food, Mingrui was also very happy.

His life and fortune now depended entirely on his wife, so of course he had to take good care of her. After eating and drinking his fill, Jia Hui and Mingrui drank a toast together, but of course, the wine in the cup was fruit wine mixed with honey water. With Mingrui's health, who would dare to let him drink?

Not many members of the imperial clan actually attended their wedding yesterday; most of them prepared generous gifts and had their stewards or servants deliver them.

It wasn't that their family had truly fallen on hard times, but rather that they genuinely couldn't attend. The Feng'en General's Mansion only had Mingrui as its master, and his health was still poor. The wedding was all arranged by his cousin-in-law, Zhen, the wife of Prince Ping, Nersu.

If they were to arrive, wouldn't the Feng'en General's Mansion, as the host family, have to personally receive them? Given Mingrui's health, he could be on his way immediately after entertaining them. Therefore, sending gifts but not personally attending saves trouble for both parties.

The Feng'en General's Mansion and the Pingjun Prince's Mansion are related by marriage. Although they are not close to the main branch, Yue Tuo's lineage is still very united in their dealings with outsiders.

Prince Ping, Nersu, is considered the fifth generation of Prince Keqin. In fact, starting with Yue Tuo's eldest son, Luo Luohun, the title was changed. First, it was Prince Yanxi, and later it was changed to Prince Ping.

Nersu married Zhen Jia, the eldest daughter of the Zhen family in Jiangnan, as his primary consort. The Zhen family was related to the Jia family and the four great families. But today, Zhen Jia showed no respect to the Jia family. Shi had offended Zhen Jia this time, or more precisely, she had offended Nersu.

Prince Ping was furious. What a Jia Daishan! The emperor's favorite is something else! How dare he play tricks on my lineage, Prince Keqin, by switching the bride with a blatant substitute.

If you really wanted to climb the social ladder, we wouldn't say anything, but what's the meaning of going back on your word and marrying your two illegitimate daughters to a poor, nameless scholar?

So you look down on General Feng'en's mansion? You think your little cousin has no one to back him up? Or do you think Mingrui won't live much longer? Fine, we'll see about that in the future.

Nersu was petty, and neither was Zhenjia, who had a deep bond with him. The Jia family was slapping their entire lineage in the face, bullying a poor child without parents to protect him?

Not only did she go back to her parents' home to complain, but she also complained bitterly to several respected old wives in the imperial clan about the Jia family, wiping away her tears and crying: "Back then, it was that Shi family who personally came to visit us and said they wanted to form a marriage alliance with our family."

My husband and I thought that since Mingrui's health was poor, he should indeed marry a wife to manage the household affairs.

They had agreed that the betrothed would be her second daughter from a concubine's family, but who would have thought that in the end, they would insist that I had misheard and that the betrothed would be her third daughter from a concubine's family.

Where can I complain to them? My niece-in-law ruined such a happy occasion, and she made my husband so angry that he almost divorced me.

It's just that Mingrui's younger brother doesn't care, but even though he doesn't care, it makes me feel so choked up..."

The Aisin Gioro family is used to being domineering, after all, the world belongs to them, and others have always been the ones who suffer in silence.

I never expected to be tricked by a mere servant. I really can't swallow this insult.

The Jia family, and even the so-called four great families, had their weaknesses easily exposed. Apart from Jia Daishan, they didn't have any other notable identities.

Jia She, the eldest son of the Jia family, married the eldest daughter of the Zhang family. The old master of the Zhang family was the tutor of the crown prince. By this logic, the Jia family could be considered to be part of the crown prince's lineage.

However, Jia Daishan was cunning and treacherous. He always appeared loyal to Emperor Kangxi, but he had no dealings with the Crown Prince in private.

Now, after Nersu investigated, hey, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you put on a very respectable act on the surface, but in reality, you have an improper relationship with the Crown Prince and even sent your eldest daughter to the Crown Prince's palace to become a princess.

He then relayed the matter to the eldest prince, who was naturally at odds with the crown prince and constantly vying for power. In his view, striking at Jia Daishan would weaken the crown prince's influence.

The so-called four great families were a joke in the eyes of the First Prince. A bunch of bondservants could be considered families? If it weren't for the need to strike at the Crown Prince, he wouldn't have bothered to deal with this rabble.

Nersu was not idle either; he made all the old princes in the imperial clan who could speak with Emperor Kangxi cry.

In addition, Lady Zhenjia had previously complained about this matter to the other wives. These old ladies all went to the palace to lodge a complaint with the Empress Dowager.

The next day, when Kangxi went to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager, she complained to him about the matter: "What kind of thing did the Jia family do? Isn't this bullying a poor child who has no parents to protect him?"

"Xuan Ye, you have to take care of this. Mingrui is, after all, a member of the Aisin Gioro clan. It's rare to have such an honest child in our family who doesn't cause trouble. We can't let him get bullied!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Kangxi subconsciously made a fuss about Jia Daishan, thinking, "You're bullying the children of the Aisin Gioro family, do you have a death wish?"

However, he didn't directly summon Jia Daishan and reprimand him. Instead, he sent Li Dequan to investigate what had happened.

After investigating, Li Dequan recounted the whole story. Upon hearing that Jia Daishan still had an ambiguous relationship with the Crown Prince, Kangxi snorted.

"Since you're sick, you should stay home and rest."

With a simple "take good care of yourself," Jia Daishan was stripped of all his official positions. Although he still held the title of Duke of Rongguo, having lost the emperor's trust, he could only eke out a living under the oppression of the princes and other members of the imperial clan.

What could Jia Daishan do but express his gratitude? The problem was that even if he wanted to do something to regain the emperor's trust, he couldn't.

To put it nicely, he's sick now; in reality, he's practically a cripple. He gets breathless after just a few steps, let alone taking up arms and leading troops into battle. He can barely even curse someone.

Fortunately, Emperor Kangxi did not allow him to enter the palace to express his gratitude, otherwise he would not even have the strength to walk from outside the palace gate to the Qianqing Palace.

Lady Shi wasn't much better off; she complained of feeling unwell all over every day. Several imperial physicians came and prescribed a whole basket of medicine, but none of it helped.

It was truly bizarre. Just as Jia Daishan was racking his brains trying to figure it out, he heard two maids running behind the rockery to slack off after dinner while he was taking a walk in the garden.

One of them said, "Hey, have you heard? I heard that ever since the Third Miss married into General Feng'en's mansion, the Third Son-in-law's health has been getting better day by day."

"I've heard that too. Apparently, the Third Miss is a blessed person with good fortune. She's born with a lucky birth chart and is destined to bring prosperity to her family, husband, and children."

"Oh, now that you mention it, it makes a lot of sense. Before the Third Miss got married, everything in the manor went smoothly. It seems that the master and mistress started to fall ill after the Third Miss got married..."

Jia Daishan felt a chill run down his spine as he suddenly remembered that many years ago, after Shi asked a high monk to predict the fates of her daughters, he told him that Min'er was destined to bring prosperity to the family.

Of the four daughters, the third daughter had the worst fate. She was born to bring misfortune to her mother and those close to her. In the end, her mother was killed by her misfortune.

If San Ya Tou is a blessed person, then was Shi Shi's statement about her being unlucky in relationships true or false?

The more Jia Daishan thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He sent someone to investigate, and lo and behold, the claim that she was born to bring misfortune to her mother and relatives was all fabricated by Shi. Not only was the third daughter not a source of misfortune for her family, but she also had a remarkably auspicious destiny that would bring good fortune to her husband and children.

Then wasn't he deceived by Shi all these years? Jia Daishan was so angry that he shouted that he wanted to divorce his wife, but in the end... he was only angry for a moment.

Divorce is out of the question. Putting aside whether the Shi family would agree, even for the sake of their two adult sons, Jia She and Jia Zheng, Shi cannot be divorced.

The legitimate daughter, Jia Min, was not yet married. How could she bear to divorce Shi Shi? So he just made some empty threats to scare Shi Shi.

Shi was not easily intimidated. Jia Daishan had been so ruthless and heartless towards her, and she was no saint. If she couldn't deal with Jia Daishan, surely she could handle her two concubines?

Lady Liu was sent away by her directly. When Jia Xuan heard in the palace that her aunt had passed away, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and blamed Jia Daishan for it. She cried to the Crown Prince a lot.

The Crown Prince was already dissatisfied with Jia Daishan, feeling that he was deliberately feigning illness to avoid suspicion. Now, he was even more dissatisfied, and Jia Daishan was truly caught in the middle.