The Princess Consort of Pingyang asked casually, "What's so strange about it?"
Duoduo tilted her head, thought for a moment, and shook it.
"I can't put it into words. It's like seeing how you look."
The Princess Consort of Pingyang picked Duoduo up and sat on the bed.
"Seeing how I look? How does Jinxin see me?"
"Um, happy and affectionate!"
The Princess Consort of Pingyang smiled.
"Isn't it a good thing that Aunt Xu is happy and affectionate when she sees you?"
Duoduo felt that she hadn't expressed herself clearly.
Anyway, it just felt weird.
"Go to sleep." The Princess Consort of Pingyang took off Duoduo's shoes and outer clothes.
Duoduo crawled to the inner side of the bed and lay down.
"Mother, come lie down." Duoduo patted the space beside her on the bed.
The Princess Consort of Pingyang lay down and pulled Duoduo into her arms.
In her mother's warm embrace, Duoduo quickly fell asleep.
Duoduo entered a dream.
She saw her grandmother and older sister in a temple, talking to a round-faced monk.
Duoduo walked over, wanting to hear clearly what they were saying.
However, she only saw their mouths moving.
Duoduo felt a bit bored and wanted to leave, but she couldn't find a way out no matter what.
Duoduo had no choice but to return to her original spot, sit cross-legged, and watch them.
She saw her grandmother write a few characters on a piece of paper.
Duoduo stood up and leaned over to look.
She saw that what was written on the paper was actually her own birth chart!
Why was her grandmother writing her birth details?
Outside the dream, in Fengcheng, Old Madam Song handed the paper to the abbot.
The abbot took it and then asked for Song Shuyu's birth details.
Song Shuyu and Duoduo were born right at the end of the previous hour and the beginning of the next hour, respectively.
The difference between the two was only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
The abbot looked at the birth details in his hand, then looked at Song Shuyu with a kind expression.
"May I ask, Old Madam, could the two children have been switched at birth?"
Old Madam Song's face darkened.
"How could they be switched? The child who came out first is definitely older. It's impossible to make a mistake about that!"
The abbot stroked his beard, smiling without saying a word.
"May I ask what the benefactor wishes this poor monk to do?"
"It's like this. This child says she always dreams of that jinx."
"Could you see if there is a way to make them stop dreaming of each other?"
"My granddaughter's good fortune cannot be tainted by that jinx."
"And her bad luck must not be passed onto my granddaughter."
"You see, every time my granddaughter dreams of her, she suffers disasters and hardships. As her grandmother, my heart aches for her!"
Hearing this, the abbot smiled and gave a slight nod.
"May I ask the benefactor, is this your only wish? Nothing else?"
Upon hearing the abbot's words, Old Madam Song immediately beamed with joy.
This abbot could definitely solve the problem.
"Just this one! We heard of your great abilities and came all the way here especially for this."
"Look, is this amount of donation money enough?"
Old Madam Song took out a banknote for one hundred taels of silver from her pocket and placed it on the table.
The abbot chanted, "Amitabha, thank you, benefactor."
"No need to thank me, just please make sure you help resolve this!"
The abbot looked at Song Shuyu and asked kindly.
"May I ask the little benefactor, you agree to this too, right?"
Song Shuyu did not understand why the abbot was asking her this.
She nodded ignorantly.
"I listen to my grandmother."
The abbot smiled and nodded again.
"Alright."
The abbot picked up a cinnabar brush nearby and drew a strange talisman over the birth details written by Old Madam Song.
Then, he muttered a string of incantations in a low voice.
The abbot's tone was like a straight line without any curves, making anyone who listened feel drowsy.
After finishing the incantation, the abbot picked up the birth details and placed them at the feet of the Buddha statue nearby.
Then, he muttered more words and offered three sticks of incense.
The moment the incense was lit, Duoduo felt a powerful force, and she instantly fainted.
The abbot placed the incense into the censer, turned around, pressed his palms together towards Old Madam Song, and bowed.
"Benefactor, it is done."
"This young lady will never dream of the other child again."
Old Madam Song was overjoyed and kept bowing to the abbot.
Song Shuyu looked at the abbot with great awe.
In her heart, she inexplicably felt a deep sense of loss.
It was as if something was leaving her.
"Let's go, we are heading back."
"Your cold hasn't recovered yet, you need to go back and rest well."
"Didn't the Princess Consort say that you will be following them to the capital soon?"
"It won't do if your body isn't fully recovered!"
"Shuyu? Shuyu?"
The old madam talked for a long time, only to see Song Shuyu staring blankly, so she gave her a push.
Unexpectedly, Song Shuyu collapsed straight down.
"Shuyu!"
"Somebody come!" Old Madam Song was terrified and hurriedly shouted.
Fortunately, they were lucky and hadn't walked far from the temple.
So, as soon as Old Madam Song shouted, monks quickly came to help and brought the grandmother and granddaughter back into the temple.
In the meditation room, the abbot checked Song Shuyu's pulse.
"The little benefactor's cold has not healed, and she is deficient in blood and qi, which caused her to fall unconscious."
"This poor monk will give her a couple of acupuncture needles, and she will wake up."
"However, the benefactor should still find a doctor to prescribe medicine and help her recover properly."
Hearing that Song Shuyu had fainted because her cold hadn't healed, Old Madam Song immediately felt relieved.
"Thank you, Abbot!" Old Madam Song pressed her palms together.
A monk brought silver needles, and after the abbot applied a few needles to Song Shuyu, she slowly woke up.
"Grandmother!"
Song Shuyu felt weak all over, and she even felt pain deep in her bones.
"It's alright! It's alright! It's just that your cold hasn't healed yet."
"When we get back, I will find a clinic to have a look at you and get a couple of herbal prescriptions for you to take."
Because the journey back was still very long.
So, as soon as Song Shuyu woke up, Old Madam Song took her and left.
In the carriage, Song Shuyu lay in Old Madam Song's arms, still feeling unwell.
"Grandmother, I feel so sick!"
Old Madam Song patted her gently. "Bear with it a little longer, we will be entering the city soon."
"Later, Grandmother will take you to the clinic. I think the prescription given by the doctor yesterday must have been wrong for your symptoms."
"Otherwise, how could it not have eased at all, and instead made my good granddaughter suffer!"
Song Shuyu felt a bit dizzy.
In her daze, she remembered the surprised expression on Princess Consort Ling's face when her grandmother said she was taking her out that morning.
"She caught a cold and hasn't recovered yet."
"If she goes out and catches a draft again, I'm afraid she will suffer even more!"
"Is there something that can't be postponed for a couple of days?"
"It wouldn't be too late to go when she gets a little better!"
Old Madam Song insisted on taking her, and Princess Consort Ling agreed.
Song Shuyu remembered that before she left, she had looked back.
She happened to see Princess Consort Ling wearing a gloating smile.
Song Shuyu passed out. Before passing out, she was still comforting herself.
From now on, she would never have to see Duoduo again!
