Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1737 New Year's Sweet Fan (13)

  Yunsi was not interested in fortune telling at first, but she saw the words on the standing hexagram cloth.

  Account...Marriage...Fate...

  She raised her eyebrows and glanced at the man beside her.

  The man kept silent, only lowered his eyes, and held her hand quietly.

   His eyes were still gentle.

  She hummed, "Okay, forget it."

   If it can be counted, she really wants to know about his future marriage with her.

  Yun Si pulled him to the booth of Mr. Fortune Teller.

   There is a stool, she sits down.

  The **** who had been by her side all the time, put his long snow-white hands on her shoulders lightly.

  The face of the boneless and noble, under the light of the temple lanterns, is extraordinarily soft.

   Eyes lowered, not as indifferent and unreachable as in the temple.

  The fortune teller cupped his hands and bowed slightly.

   After saluting, he sat down.

   Smiling, looking kindly at Yun Si.

   "Girl, what do you want to be?"

   "Marriage." She said it bluntly.

  The fortune teller fiddled with the copper coins on the table, "Marriage... Let me see."

   "Also ask the girl to extend her hand."

   He seems to want to read her palmistry.

  Yun Si spread out her hands.

  He looked at it carefully for a while, muttering words in his mouth, and kept counting with his fingers.

  It has a good look, so people can't fault it.

  The man in the warm and thick velvet white-red cloak rested his chin, casually watching him posing.

  He muttered, thinking about it for a while.

   With his eyes closed, he seemed to be getting more and more absorbed in his calculations.

   After an unknown amount of time, the red string between Yun Si's ankles lighted up slightly, without sound.

  The cold and snow-white **** stood behind her, gently touching her ears, and remained silent.

  The stunning eyebrows and eyes are extremely dull.

   Soon, the fortune teller opened his eyes.

  Looking at the eight-character hexagrams picture, he frowned.

   "Girl, your marriage..."

"how?"

  She was intrigued by his expression.

  The fortune teller stroked his beard, nodded, and shook his head again.

   With a dark complexion, he took back the copper coins.

   "Your marriage is fixed, everything...you just need to follow your heart."

   "..." She blinked, "It's fixed? Who made it? Yuelao?"

  The fortune teller chuckled, "Girl, your marriage...I'm afraid the old man can't decide."

   "Who decided that?"

   "This..." He made a silent gesture, signaling to God, "God will."

  “…” Saying it is tantamount to not saying it.

  She felt a little bored.

   "Since it is the heaven who made my marriage, then tell me... who is my marriage?"

  She yawned, casually.

  I don't really believe what he said, obviously I just want to see what he can say.

  The pretentious fortune teller shook his head.

   "Girl, it's still the same sentence, everything...just follow your heart."

   "Your destined person has a noble status and is the most dazzling existence."

   "You can tell with just a casual glance."

   "..." She squinted at him.

   After being silent for a while, she asked abruptly, "Didn't your fortune-tellers all have their speaking skills taught by a master?"

  The last fortune teller for her also said that she would marry a very noble man.

  The words are exactly the same twice, word for word.

  If she really believed it...

   That's a fool.

  She nodded her fingertips and got up.

   "Forget it, or forget it."

   It's all those good words to deceive people that come and go, it's really boring.

  (end of this chapter)