Rebirth and Marriage: I am the Mistress of the Palace

Gu Qianning took Shen Wantang to the Fahong Hall as if he was familiar with the place. Then he knelt on the futon and handed the stick to him: "Master Mingwu, please help me interpret the stick. I don't know what happened today. It turned out to be a bad stick. What is the omen?"

Master Mingwu glanced at Shen Wantang first and said, "The female donor is very intelligent and has good luck. She is immune to evil spirits. There is no need to look at your fortune."

Shen Wantang was startled, but then he clasped his hands together and said respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Then, she left the hall and waited for Gu Qianning outside the door.

Master Mingwu's whispers echoed in the hall. Shen Wantang couldn't hear what he was saying. She turned to look at Gu Qianhan and asked in a low voice, "What is Master Mingwu saying? Are you interpreting the divination according to the prince's instructions?"

Gu Qianhan nodded: "Almost."

Master Mingwu did say that his sister's marriage would be doomed to bloodshed, but this might not be simply because of the prince's order.

Mingwu has been practicing for decades and is well versed in astronomy and geography. He really knows how to interpret divination sticks. Perhaps he has seen his sister's future from the sticks.

After a while, Gu Qianning came out of the hall.

Her face turned pale, her eyes lost their luster, and she no longer looked as happy as she had been when she entered the temple.

Shen Wantang felt a little bit reluctant to see her like this, but the reason why she asked Gu Qianning to come here was actually to borrow the help of the master of Fazhen Temple to help Gu Qianning with her marriage. Of course, she also did some small tricks in secret to ensure that the marriage between Gu Qianning and the prince was incompatible.

But she didn't expect that the prince would take action without her having to do anything.

Gu Qianning stood outside the hall for a while, and forced a smile: "Master Mingwu may not be able to interpret it correctly, let's change to another master. Oh, by the way, I need to shake the lottery again, this one I drew is not good."

Shen Wantang and Gu Qianhan looked at each other and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

No matter how many times Gu Qianning drew the lot, she would never get a good lot because of the prince's people tampering with it.

But Gu Qianning had already gone to the front hall, and Shen Wantang and Gu Qianhan could only follow.

After entering the front hall, Gu Qianning knelt down again to pray, and then shook the fortune stick again.

"Click" a stick fell out.

Gu Qianning picked it up and saw that it was another bad sign.

Her face turned pale again, and she stood there holding the skewer for a long while.

Gu Qianhan walked up to her and asked, "What exactly are you praying for? Why are all the signs bad?"

Gu Qianning gritted her teeth and refused to speak. She pulled Shen Wantang over and walked out: "Atang, come with me to find Master Mingkong. I heard that he is also very good at interpreting divinations."

Master Mingkong? Isn't this Mingwu's fellow disciple? But Shen Wantang remembered that Mingkong was not as good as Mingwu in both strength and fame.

The prince sent people to bribe Mingwu, but I don’t know whether he bribed Mingkong.

However, after Shen Wantang met Mingkong, he realized that he was worrying too much.

Mingkong didn't even look at the fortune sticks before he said to Gu Qianning, "Your forehead is blue and your fate palace is inauspicious. If you continue to cling to what's in your mind, you will surely suffer a bloody disaster."

Gu Qianning was very angry: "I came to you to interpret the fortune, not to read my face! Are you a monk or a fortune teller?"

Mingkong smiled amiably: "Monks can also tell fortunes. If you insist on interpreting the divination, I can do it for you."

As he spoke, he extended his hand towards Gu Qianning.

Gu Qianning handed the stick over unhappily, and then asked him: "How is it?"

Mingkong frowned: "So the donor is asking for a marriage, not good, not good, not good, not good!"

Gu Qianning was anxious: "What's wrong with it? Don't talk nonsense!"

"I never tell lies. Your fate is doomed to be unlucky in love. If you don't believe me, you can ask my senior brother Mingwu to interpret the fortune again."

The light that had finally brightened in Gu Qianning's eyes dimmed again. It came from Mingwu.

She lowered her head and walked out without saying a word.

After standing outside for a while, she still didn't believe it, so she went to the front hall, knelt down again, and shook the fortune stick again.

As a result, it was another bad sign.

Gu Qianning almost cried. She couldn't help but turn around and ask Shen Wantang: "Atang, how could this happen? Why do you always get bad luck?"

Shen Wantang didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only say, "Why don't we just leave it at that for today? It's getting late, let's go back home!"

"No, no, I don't believe it. It must be that they didn't interpret it well. I want to ask the abbot to interpret it again!"

The abbot of Fazhen Temple is named Mingjing. He is the eldest senior brother of Mingwu Mingkong. Before he became the abbot, he also interpreted divinations for pilgrims. But after becoming the abbot, he no longer interpreted divinations for anyone except members of the royal family.

However, if Gu Qianning asked him to solve the problem, he probably would not refuse for the sake of Queen Gu.

They went to the abbot's meditation room.

Ming Jing seemed to have a better temper than Ming Kong. When he saw Shen Wantang and the other two, he smiled kindly and said, "You are my distinguished guest. I am sorry for not coming to greet you."

Shen Wantang and the other two bowed to him. He scanned their faces one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Gu Qianning. He looked at the stick she was holding tightly in her hand and asked her, "Miss Gu, do you want to interpret the stick?"

Gu Qianning took a step forward and said respectfully, "Master Abbot, please give me some advice."

Mingjing signaled the young monk to hand her the lottery ticket: "Shake another one!"

Gu Qianning was delighted. It was indeed the Master Abbot. He was really amazing. He didn’t understand her bad fortune at all and just asked her to shake it again!

She took the lottery ticket and started shaking it.

Mingjing looked at Shen Wantang and Gu Qianhan: "Just let Miss Gu stay here alone, Second Young Master Gu and Princess Xiao can leave first!"

Shen Wantang didn't expect that the abbot would recognize her at first sight. She was slightly shocked. If she remembered correctly, she should not have seen the abbot before.

She didn't know how the abbot recognized her. She looked at him deeply and left his meditation room with Gu Qianhan.

The door was closed by a young monk, blocking out any sight and sound.

Shen Wantang stepped back a little and asked Gu Qianhan in a low voice: "Will she get a good fortune this time?"

"will not."

"How can you be so sure? Has the lottery box here been tampered with by the prince's people?"

"No."

"That is……"

"I asked someone to do something."

A little unexpected, but not too unexpected.

Shen Wantang couldn't help but glance at him: "The interpretation of the fortune by the abbot..."

"I've already asked someone to take care of it. I can't think of a second possibility."

Shen Wantang was relieved. It seemed that after Gu Qianhan was reborn, he had made preventing his sister from marrying the prince his top priority.

Because only in this way can Gu Qianning be saved.

Even if the Gu family still cannot change the fate of being purged in the future, as long as Gu Qianning marries someone else, she can survive. This is stipulated in the Dafeng law, and the disaster will not affect the married woman.