Wang Mengning said that she would do it, and after making up her mind, she took Qin'er straight to the fortune-telling stall at the end of Jia City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Mengning ran out of breath, almost lying in front of the fortune-telling table.

Qin'er also ran breathlessly behind Wang Mengning, "Miss, why are you running so fast?" ”

Wang Meng stared on the table and raised his eyebrows proudly, "That's, I don't dare to say anything else about your young lady, but as far as my legs and feet are concerned, it's quite neat." ”

The fortune teller sitting at the table was an exotic monk, although he had a pair of blue eyes, he had the face of a Central Plains person, and it seemed that he was also a man with a story.

However, Wang Mengning didn't want to explore the secrets on him.

There are too many people with stories in this Jia City, and if everyone explores it, it is estimated that the exploration will not end in the last ten years or eight years.

When Wang Meng calmed down, the monk laughed, "Miss is really different." ”

Wang Mengning also smiled embarrassedly, she often heard others say this......

"Master, help me calculate a hexagram!"

"No hurry, no hurry. Before the fortune telling, can you have a few words with the poor monk? ”

Wang Mengning sat upright on the stool in front of the table, "Yes, I don't know what the master wants to talk to me about?" ”

The old monk smiled and said nothing, and he drew three circles on a yellowed piece of rice paper and handed it to her.

Wang Mengning looked at the paper he handed over, and asked puzzledly: "Dare to ask the master, what does this mean?" ”

The old monk stroked his long beard, "This is fate. ”

"Fate?" Three laps!? What kind of fate is this, does it mean that her life is just a few circles?

"Miss Wang doesn't have to explore too much, you Central Plains people all say that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. It's good to take one step at a time, anyway, this fate is already predestined, and there will be a way to solve it when the time comes. ”

"What about love?" What she actually wants to ask is, is there any salvation in her life about love?

After all, deep in Wang Mengning's heart, there is still a little expectation.

The old monk waved his hand and wrote a poem on a note: Huanjun Mingzhu is in tears, and he hates to meet when he is not married.

Hate not to meet when you are not married!

Wang Mengning silently recited this sentence in her heart, and suddenly felt a little melancholy in her heart. I didn't expect her life to be so miserable, looking at this poem, it is estimated that her love is ill-fated.

When she hates to meet and is not married, doesn't that mean that she will marry someone in the future, but after marrying someone, she will meet the person she likes. In other words, she didn't marry someone she liked? So why don't she get married, and just wait for the person she likes?

The monk seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, and smiled kindly: "Miss, things in the world are not as simple as you think. Many things are linked one by one, without the front link, the back link cannot happen, as the so-called cause has effect! ”

Wang Mengning didn't expect much love, but now that she heard this master, she didn't have much hope. It's too far away from her to get married or something, so it's better to live in the moment than to be entangled now.

Thinking like this, her heart instantly opened up a lot. Nothing is coming, everything is unknown. If she didn't know, why should she worry about it too soon?

As long as she lives well, she will be fine now, the Qinglou will be right, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas will be eaten!

"Thank you, Master." After speaking, let Qin'er give the silver and leave.

Duan Chenjing hid around the corner and watched her go before he came out and sat down at the fortune-telling table.

"Master, help me calculate a hexagram too."

The monk raised his eyes and looked him up and down, "Gongzi is the dragon and phoenix among people, as long as you cultivate yourself well, you will become a great weapon in time!" ”

When Duan Chenjing heard this, he just nodded indifferently, what the master said about the dragon and phoenix among people, he always knew.

"But, how do you cultivate yourself?"

The master stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Childe has too many worries in his life, and there are too many that he can't let go." If you can't adjust it well, calm yourself down, untie some worries, and let go of some that you can't let go, then the son will only end up holding on to these worries and depression......"

Duan Chenjing listened to this, frowning thoughtfully. This master means something, is his so-called concern the country he has died, his lost parents, his poisoned sister, and ...... The person who had a frightening side with him and wanted to be with her for the rest of his life? And the so-called can't let go, doesn't it mean the national hatred and family hatred that he has always been obsessed with?

"However, if I don't have these concerns and can't let go, I'm like a walking corpse, and I have no interest."

The master shook his head, "When is the time for retribution, Childe, do you really know anything about this world?" Or is it just clinging to your side of the world and living with your hatred as a faith? If this is the case, then Childe is really like a frog at the bottom of a well. ”

Duan Chenjing sighed secretly, is he short-sighted......

He didn't understand what the world was like, and he didn't want to. He only knew that behind the light, there was the spread of darkness. At the end of the darkness, there is even more darkness. This world is like this, on the surface it is covered with a veil of light, but in fact, the filth behind the veil is the true face of this world.

In this era of the jungle, only by becoming strong can you get everything you want and protect the people you want to protect.

If he had been strong enough at the age of seven, he would not have watched his country fall under the spell of several nations as a spectator, and his parents would have been cornered and jumped into the flames.

If he is eight years old, he is strong enough, mature enough. He wouldn't have dared to say anything after meeting her. I'm afraid that I will be a prince of the dead country and can't afford to give her a future.

If he was strong enough at the age of seventeen, he would not let the emperor and the ministers stuff him with a wife he didn't love.

If he was strong enough now, he would not be willing to bear the title of a nominal prince and bow down to this bystander's country.

If he was strong enough, he would dare to question the emperor why he didn't send troops to save his country and his father, queen and mother.

If he is strong enough, he can lead the army to destroy the invaders who destroyed other countries in the first place.

If he is strong enough, he can say "no" to the civil and military officials in the court when the emperor gives marriage!

Thinking of Bai Furan, Duan Chenjing felt a little guilty in his heart.

was forced to marry him, which was the helplessness and sorrow of her life. She could have had a better life, but because of a small unintentional mistake by her father, she threw her to him.

Thrown to a man who would never give her a second look.

Obviously, she can marry other princes, even the crown prince, and enjoy the glory.

However, she married him who would make her frightened for the rest of her life, a prince who lived a life under the fence in name only!

But she is so knowledgeable, and after marrying him, she has helped him do a lot of things, giving without regrets, and she does not expect to be able to change his mind at all.

In the face of fate, she seems to be much more calm than him.

But love is such a thing, you love me, how can you force it!?

What he loves is Wang Mengning, and he always has been! He didn't dare to admit it before, but after listening to what Leng Chen said to him that night, he suddenly woke up. There are some things that you can't wait for. More often than not, he needs to fight for it himself!

Duan Chenjing retracted his thoughts, looked at the monk in front of him, and asked seriously, "Then master, my ...... What about marriage? ”

The master still smiled kindly, "You are not married to the one you love." ”

Duan Chenjing nodded noncommittally.

"That'...... What do I love? ”

The old monk didn't speak, but also wrote a poem on a note and handed it to Duan Chenjing.

He took the note, glanced at it, and then clenched his hands into fists, clutching the note tightly.

"How far is 10,000?"

The old monk no longer stroked his beard, and pressed his hand on Duan Chenjing's fist, word by word, word by word, word by word, "Look at your heart, how far your heart is, how far away is ten thousand weights." As big your heart is, as big as your country. ”

Duan Chenjing let go of his hand, lowered his head and sighed. As far as the heart is, 10,000 is as far as it is. How big the heart is, how big is the country?

If you say so, then his country is directly proportional to her?

So, how difficult is it for her to get Jiangshan?

Duan Chenjing said thank you, put a silver ingot on the table, and left with a blank look in his eyes.

Before leaving, the master said to him: "Many times, think of what your mother said to you before she died. ”

Duan Chenjing smiled, what his mother said to him before she died, how could he dare to forget?

"Jing'er, forget about hatred, find a place where no one knows you, and live well......"

It's not that he hasn't thought about it, he used to think that as long as he escapes the pursuit, he will take his sister to find a country and give his master a pension.

However, his sister was poisoned by the cicada. He also had to take him to the capital and enter the palace for help. I hope that my high-flying grandfather can find a way to save my sister.

But...... He was so stupid and naïve.

How can the poison of the cicada be so easy to find?

Even if he could save it, but looking at his grandfather's indifferent attitude towards their brother and sister, would he come to the rescue?

After searching for more than ten years, he learned that there is a "Empty Yin Fu" in the world that can dissolve the poison of the cicada.

But until now, he doesn't even know what "Empty Yin Fu" looks like......

Wang Mengning did not receive the influence of the fortune teller, and still ate, drank and had fun without delay. Even Qin'er, who was following behind, was not admiring: "Miss, this heart ...... It's big enough! ”

On the ground, a stone flew from behind her, menacing, Qin'er glanced at Wang Mengning, who was walking in front, and quickly caught the incoming object with a tilt of her head.

Qin'er opened the note wrapped on it without a trace, then nodded in the direction where the stone was flying, continued to restrain her expression, and followed Wang Mengning to go shopping.