Yanjing's Gorge Mountain Temple was brimming with worshippers.
After accompanying her cousin to offer incense, Li Qiao felt a wave of dizziness and discomfort.
At that moment, the family called.
When she answered, her mother's anxious voice came through, "Qiaoqiao, are you all right?"
Li Qiao replied with confusion, "Mom, I just felt dizzy for a moment, but I'm fine now. Why do you ask?"
Her mother let out a sigh of relief, "I was just asking." When the child was younger, she'd often fall ill or get startled easily. They consulted many doctors, but none could find an issue. Swallowing her grandmother's superstitious beliefs, they saw a fortune teller who claimed the child had two souls residing within her.
The only remedy was to suppress her birth characters with a consecrated stone until she grew up safely.
Not to mention, the child could never know about this. With limited space at home, Old Mrs. Qin placed the stone in a small hole behind the family ancestors' portraits.
