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Chapter 566 The Fragrance of Red Jade
“Lady, my name is He Min, and I live in a village outside the city.” When Zhu Yu asked the man, tears immediately streamed down his face. He choked up and said, “I was just an honest schoolteacher who taught the children of farmers to read and write in the village. I had no grudge against the yamen in the capital.”

Their demons killed my daughter, and when I sought justice from them, they initially ignored me, and later even tried to kill me... I thought I was going to lose my life to them, but unexpectedly, God took pity on me and I met a female bodhisattva who came to my rescue..."

As he spoke, tears streamed down his face, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Don't rush to cry. What kind of monster is in that Zelufang? Why would it kill your daughter?" Zhu Yu asked with some doubt.

With tears streaming down his face, He Min said, "My wife passed away not long after giving birth to our child, and I raised my daughter alone."

Back in the spring, someone arranged a marriage for our family. The other party was from a well-off family, and the man who wanted to marry my daughter was their eldest son. He was studying at the state school at the time, and he was very learned and talented. I heard that someone was willing to recommend him to the Imperial Academy. If he could also get into the Imperial College, his future would be limitless.

That family wanted to find a woman from a respectable family, preferably literate, who could be a good helpmate to their son.

My daughter has been with me since she was little. Under her influence, she can recite everything I teach other children at school. Even if she can't be compared to the talented daughters of wealthy families, she is still quite remarkable compared to ordinary women.

I thought it was a good match, and my daughter was very happy, so I agreed.

Later, the news got out, and at first, everyone congratulated our family, saying that my daughter was very lucky to have found such a good match. But after a while, things started to get a little strange.

I don't know who started it, but someone said that my daughter is plain-looking and her family background is not good. She is not good enough for that family's eldest son. Marrying him now may not be a blessing. Maybe in a year or two, when he becomes successful, he will divorce his wife and remarry, or take several beautiful concubines, leaving my daughter aside.

I didn't care about those words, but my daughter was extremely upset. She couldn't eat or sleep properly because of the disturbance, and she was getting more and more haggard every day. I was also very anxious, afraid that she would collapse before she even got married.

But no matter how I tried to persuade her by quoting classical texts, she wouldn't listen. Just when I was at my wit's end, my daughter came back from outside and told me that she had heard of a cloth shop in the capital that had a magical fabric that could make women who wore it have a healthy complexion and become more beautiful and charming.

I didn't believe these claims back then. I thought that our bodies and hair were given to us by our parents, and that our appearance was given to us by God. It was predetermined from the moment we were born, and it was impossible for wearing clothes to change it.

But my daughter was worried day and night, so it wasn't quite right. So I gave her some money and went with her to the city to have a dress made at a tailor shop.

When Zhu Yu heard this, her heart skipped a beat. She had a vague feeling that what happened to this person named He Min was related to the bright red fabric that Gu Lingyun had blocked her from getting close to in the Tze Lu Fang that day.

"What's the name of that fabric? Is there anything special about it?" Lu Qing seemed to recall the situation and asked He Min. He Min wiped away her tears and said, "The fabric was bright red, but there wasn't anything special about it. It was just a little thicker than ordinary fabric, but nothing else."

What's it called...? It's called...? I think it's called Red Jade Fragrance.

When the clothes were first cut and brought home, my daughter didn't feel anything special about them when she put them on. I thought that as long as she felt comforted, that was enough, and I didn't care about anything else.

After a while, I noticed that her complexion did indeed improve; she looked better than before, and with a better complexion, she looked especially beautiful.

We were all very happy. My daughter thought that the expensive fabric really had such a miraculous effect. I just thought it was because she had something to rely on in her heart, so her complexion improved and I didn't say anything.

But the good times didn't last long. About a month later, I noticed that my daughter's face was a little pale. When I asked her if she was feeling unwell, she didn't think so. After a while, she became more and more haggard.

I suggested she see a doctor at a clinic, but she refused, saying it must be because she hadn't worn the clothes long enough. She seemed to be possessed, losing her appetite and not wanting to eat or drink. She would wear the clothes every day and refuse to take them off, even sleeping in them at night. She insisted that the shopkeeper of the T-shirt shop told her that if she wore the clothes more, the fabric would nourish her and make her more beautiful.

Later, seeing her complexion and health deteriorate day by day, I couldn't bear it any longer. I made her take off that garment so I could take her to see a doctor. She acted as if possessed, pushing me out and locking the door from the inside. By the time I managed to get the door open and go in, she was lying on the ground, already beyond saving.

He Min sobbed and cried, then took a breath and continued, "When I called the doctor to my house, my daughter was barely alive. The doctor examined her pulse and said that she was deficient in both qi and blood, and her body was no different from that of an elderly person in their seventies. She was extremely weak and looked terrible."

Although the doctor prescribed medicine, my daughter was so weak that she couldn't take it in and passed away a few days later.

I think there must be something strange about those clothes and the material, otherwise it's impossible for a perfectly healthy person, who has always been healthy and without any problems, to become so weak in such a short time and eventually lose their life.

So I went to the shoe store to demand an explanation. At first, they ignored me and even accused me of making false accusations. I told them that my daughter's body was still in the morgue and had not been buried, and that I had kept her clothes. Suddenly, the female manager saw me and told me to bring the clothes I had cut earlier to her, and that she would give me an explanation.

When I went back, her people took me inside, locked me in a room, made me hand over my clothes, and then started beating me. I don't know how long I was locked up there, without a drop of water or a grain of rice, and I was beaten and abused every day. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I don't know anything anymore..."

"So they took that dress?" Zhu Yu's eyes lit up when he heard He Min say that his daughter's body was still in the morgue, and he quickly asked.

He Min shook his head: "I don't trust them, so I just grabbed a red dress at random, the one my wife wore when she married me, and went there."