Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

Chapter 772 The Yin-Yang Eyes, Activated!

Qi Qingyi felt a surge of resentment as she looked at Song Ruozhen's arrogant and domineering manner, clearly showing her disdain for them.

She believed that her background was no less than Song Ruozhen's. The Song family was originally on the verge of ruin, but now it had been transformed into a prominent family in the capital, all thanks to the help of the Prince of Chu.

Without the King of Chu, Song Ruozhen wouldn't have the right to be so arrogant!

Unfortunately, the King of Liang did not give her such a land deed. Although he treated her well on a daily basis, her food, clothing and daily necessities were nowhere near as good as Song Ruozhen's now.

"Princess Liang, you should think this through carefully. What if you can't come up with the money..."

Tang Xuening spoke softly, having suffered quite a bit at the hands of Song Ruozhen before.

When distributing porridge, she always felt that her family's resources were far superior to those of the Song family, which is why she spent a lot of money on it. Who would have thought that it would end up causing such a huge financial hole?

She felt that Song Ruozhen was really strange, especially with this 100,000 taels of silver, she wondered if it was a large sum of money for Princess Liang.

However, Qi Qingyi's anger surged when she saw Tang Xuening boosting the morale of others and diminishing her own at this critical moment.

"What do you mean by that? It's just 100,000 taels of silver, surely I have that much?"

Seeing Qi Qingyi's anger, Tang Xuening was taken aback and explained, "Your Highness, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean you didn't; I was just worried..."

"Are you worried I'll lose?"

Qi Qingyi chuckled. She had already asked Master Qingfeng about it, and he knew that the Yin-Yang Eyes were an extremely difficult skill.

It's already difficult for someone in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) to possess the ability to see ghosts themselves, let alone to use themselves as a medium for others to see ghosts through their own ability to see ghosts. This is something that only happens in legends.

"Just bet!"

Seeing Qi Qingyi's furious expression, Song Ruozhen couldn't help but find it amusing. She had fallen for such a simple provocation. No wonder that in the original book, after the King of Liang ascended the throne, she wasn't chosen as the empress.

Such a pig-brain is truly unworthy.

Since arriving at Mingyue Village, King Liang has been coughing. His already poor health has deteriorated further after the long journey.

Hearing the commotion outside, he came out, but his brows furrowed when he heard that Qi Qingyi had gambled away 100,000 taels of silver.

"That fool has caused me trouble again!"

Song Ruozhen noticed the Prince of Liang's reaction and said, "Your Highness, the Princess Consort of Liang has already agreed. You won't go back on your word, will you?"

King Liang naturally wanted to void the bet, as he needed money right now and his daily expenses were considerable.

Maintaining his subordinates is already a considerable expense, not to mention that the situation is gradually shifting in Chu Junting's favor. If he wants to turn things around, he will naturally have to pay an even higher price.

Although he hadn't had much contact with Song Ruozhen, it wasn't hard to judge her personality from her behavior in the capital during this period.

She is not one to speak without reason.

He also thought that the ability to see ghosts was rare, but when it came to Song Ruozhen, nothing was impossible.

"Fourth brother, since they've already placed their bets, why don't we take a look?"

Chu Junting smiled faintly and walked to Song Ruozhen's side.

He knew that his wife loathed Qi Qingyi to the extreme, and now that she had foolishly come to him, 100,000 taels of silver would be enough to make her feel the pinch for a long time.

The King of Liang's smile was stiff, but he could only nod and say, "Alright."

Qi Qingyi was overjoyed to see that even her prince believed in her. If she won 100,000 taels of silver, she could buy a lot of nice things!

Master Jingyin stood quietly to the side, completely unconcerned about the bet. However, the confidence displayed by Princess Chu fueled her growing anticipation.

If she didn't have enough confidence, why would she have gambled 100,000 taels?

She would do anything to see her daughter one more time.

The next moment, amidst the expectant or mocking gazes of the crowd, Song Ruozhen wrote a talisman out of thin air.

As the talisman took shape, she formed hand seals and said, "Open your Yin-Yang Eyes!"

Master Qingfeng originally did not believe in Song Ruozhen's abilities at all, thinking that she was just like him, a fraud. After all, all the masters he had met were like that, except for his own master.

However, seeing Song Ruozhen drawing a talisman in the air, and a golden light flashing as the talisman was completed, his expression gradually became solemn.

"Is this really a talisman drawn out of thin air, and it actually worked?"

"how can that be possible?"

Master Qingfeng's mind went blank. He had only heard about this before and never thought it might be true.

Master Silent felt her vision blur, as if some inexplicable power was covering her eyes. The next moment, she heard a long-lost voice.

"Mother."

The soft, sweet voice was exactly the kind of voice she often heard in her midnight dreams.

She missed her daughter so much that she wanted to dream about her for a little longer.

Unfortunately, she dreamt mostly of her daughter's tragic death and of her personally bringing her daughter's remains back to bury her.

The sound was like heavenly music to her ears, and when she looked down, she met a cute and innocent little face.

"Xinxin."

Master Jingyin stared in disbelief at the tiny figure before her, who was wearing the very clothes she had worn on the day of the sacrifice, the same clothes that Princess Chu had described earlier.

She couldn't help but turn to look at Song Ruozhen, who nodded and said, "Take this opportunity to have a good talk with her. She will be reincarnated soon."

Master Jingyin knelt down, looked at his daughter, and reached out to hug her, only to find that his hand could pass right through her. Tears streamed down his face.

"My Xin Xin, it's all my fault."

"Mom, don't cry." Xin Xin said with a smile, "It's Grandmother and Dad who are bad. Mom is the best mom in the world. Xin Xin loves you the most."

Upon hearing this, Abbess Jingyin burst into tears.

“Your mother is utterly useless. She can’t even protect you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have suffered so much.”

When Abbess Jingyin thought about the suffering Xinxin endured during the sacrificial ceremony, she felt a pang of heartache, her heart clenching with pain.

"Mom, you're amazing. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to be born into such a good family. I wish I could still be your daughter," Xin Xin said with a smile.

The nun asked in confusion, "By being reborn into a good family?"

Xin Xin nodded, "It was my sister who said that because Mom keeps performing rituals and praying for me, I can be reborn into a better family in my next life."

"Princess Consort of Chu, is what you say true?" Abbess Jingyin asked hurriedly.

Song Ruozhen nodded, "Look at the color of Xin Xin's soul. The closer the color is to gold, the better her blessings will be in her next life."

She wouldn't have reached this level originally; it's only because you've been praying for her every day that she has this opportunity.