Apocalypse survivor Xu Jinhuan transmigrates into the body of an unloved true heiress. Expecting a satisfying revenge story against her family, she instead finds her adoptive father has backed the ...
Xu Jinhuan had just arrived at the Zhou residence when he discovered that it was already in chaos.
The young mistress of the Zhou family, who was exposed by Master Lin for buying a child to impersonate the Zhou family's grandson, took advantage of the fact that the richest man in the Zhou family was in a coma and left the Zhou family with the child and her dowry.
For a time, the only person in charge of the Zhou family was the comatose Zhou, the richest man in the family.
Upon hearing that the young mistress had left, the servants immediately arrested the concubine who had been having an affair and her lover.
They were terrified that once the richest man, Zhou, woke up from his coma, he would have no one to vent his anger on. Otherwise, they, the servants, would be the ones to suffer.
"Oh dear, what a tragedy! We thought that Master had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel and that the Zhou family's lineage would finally flourish, but who would have thought that none of them were Master's children."
One of Zhou's richest men's concubines said, and after she finished speaking, she pretended to wipe non-existent tears from her face with a handkerchief, but actually took the opportunity to glance at the concubine kneeling in the courtyard with sarcasm.
Ha, so what if you were favored in the past? Now even the King of Hell can't save you.
Another older aunt had her eyes closed, twirling the Buddhist prayer beads in her hands, and muttering incantations, as if she were praying to Buddha.
"Third sister, why are you taking this so seriously? Even if the master is awakened by your prayers, he can't enter your room," another concubine teased the third concubine.
"Fifth sister, Third sister meant well, why do you have to treat her so badly? The master is awake, whether he comes into our room or not, it will only benefit us, not harm us."
"If the master doesn't wake up, then we're all doomed," the fourth concubine said helplessly.
Fifth Aunt glanced at Fourth Aunt, who was usually taciturn, with surprise, and then said, "Fourth Sister, what makes you say that?"
"Fifth sister, it's true that you're silly. Among us, apart from the deceased First Madam who left behind a son and a daughter, none of the rest have any children."
Unfortunately, the eldest son died young, and now the Zhou family has no one to carry on the family line. This enormous family fortune will likely end up benefiting the collateral branches.
As for us, to put it nicely, we're practically half-masters in this household; in reality, we're just servants with slightly better treatment. Once we get a new master, we'll probably be sold off again.”
Sixth Aunt, the one who initially pretended to wipe away tears, explained.
Upon hearing this, the fifth concubine immediately stood up from her chair and looked anxiously at the third concubine.
"Third sister, please stop reading. Apart from the late Madam and Second Sister, you are the most senior here. Do you have any good ideas? Your sisters don't want to die."
The fourth concubine beside her chimed in, "Yes, Third Sister, you're the one who's spent the most time with the Master. I heard that you and the Master were childhood sweethearts and even had an arranged marriage."
Fourth Aunt's words stunned the other concubines sitting there. They had entered the mansion late and had no idea about these things.
The third concubine, who was holding the Buddhist prayer beads, sighed before saying, "Alright, wait here for me. I'll go and get your indentures."
If anything untoward happens, take your indentures and the money you've saved, and sneak away.
No one expected that the usually unassuming Third Madam would know where Zhou the Richest Man kept his indentures and could even enter freely—a treatment equivalent to that of the Lady of the House.
The concubines felt a pang of sadness, but when they thought about how the third concubine was going to return their indentures to them, they were filled with emotion. For a moment, the concubines were overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
Meanwhile, Xu Jinhuan, who had been quietly watching the drama unfold from the corner, thought to himself, "I was right to have waited for you!"
She had already searched the Zhou residence, but apart from a small storeroom containing daily necessities, there wasn't even a grain warehouse.
This left Xu Jinhuan completely bewildered. Of all the warehouses she had searched, the Zhou family's was the best at hiding things.
Moreover, not only the storeroom, but even the study was unusually clean, with nothing of any useful information except for some paper for practicing calligraphy.
Xu Jinhuan was still worried, so he touched all the ornaments in the study and even knocked on the walls, but there was no possibility of a secret room.
That's strange, absolutely strange.
Xu Jinhuan believed that the more something was hidden, the more problematic it was.
So she went to the main courtyard where Zhou Shoufu lived, intending to wake him up, but instead she overheard the concubines having a meeting.
Moreover, upon listening, I heard the crucial information.
This third concubine is no simple woman...
Xu Jinhuan followed behind the Third Aunt, concealing herself, and entered a secluded courtyard with her.
The yard wasn't actually that small, but it seemed to have been neglected for a long time, looking rather desolate. The weeds had grown as tall as a person, and there were even thorny vines that would occasionally ambush passersby.
But Xu Jinhuan soon noticed something strange about the place.
Logically speaking, since no one takes care of this place, no one should be coming or going. However, hidden by the weeds, there is a narrow path that has somehow carved its way out.
Xu Jinhuan followed behind the third aunt and watched as the dilapidated wooden door was opened. Once inside, she discovered that there was a whole different world inside.
A life-sized Buddha statue was placed in the center of the room, next to several black memorial tablets, and on the table were sacrificial fruits and burnt incense ash.
After the third aunt went over, she lit incense as if she knew the way, and after inserting the incense sticks, she knelt on the prayer mat and prayed silently for a while.
After praying, she stood up again, walked to the life-sized Buddha statue on the high platform, touched the prayer beads around the Buddha's neck, and first put her hands together and bowed.
Then, he grabbed the prayer beads and spun them hard, making them spin half a circle.
The wall behind the Buddha statue slowly opened up, leaving a space wide enough for one person.
Xu Jinhuan stared in astonishment at this scene. The prayer beads embedded in the Buddha statue could actually rotate? The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.
Seeing that the Third Aunt had entered the secret room, Xu Jinhuan quickly followed.
As Xu Jinhuan had predicted, the secret room was built underground, but the Zhou family's secret room was probably the most exquisite she had ever seen.
If it weren't for the dim lighting inside, you wouldn't be able to tell that it was underground.
Xu Jinhuan followed her third aunt into a room. There were several rows of shelves in the room, with boxes of different sizes on them, each with different words written on it.
The third concubine stopped at the box with the indenture written on it, opened it, and began searching for the indentures of the other concubines.
Xu Jinhuan continued to wander around, hoping to find what she wanted.
She walked past three rows of shelves and finally saw a box without any words in the corner of the fourth row.
Xu Jinhuan glanced at her third aunt, who was still diligently searching, and quietly opened the box.
This is……