is Xue Ling's second uncle, who asks questions for others, and can pretend to say that the head is the way, and he will never say it bluntly.

What's more, it's Zeng Yi.

"Dare to ask Mr. Zeng what he means by this?" Xue Ling asked.

Zeng Yi looked at Xue Ling and said, "Miss Xue, please see, these four characters are confined on all sides, and it can be seen that there is no exit." If it is extrapolated by common sense, it will be a dead end. ”

Xue Ling listened to this, and her heart jumped.

She is also proficient in numerology, and Yan'er's life is something she has experienced in her own life, so the word "death" surrounds her and has become a net.

Even if she is now strategizing, in the face of Xue Yan's illness, she is helpless, and she feels powerless.

She couldn't hear the word dead.

Xue Yan opened her mouth softly, as if she was not surprised, she smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Zeng for solving the little girl's doubts." ”

Xue Ling looked at her sister's expression, her heart was sour, and she spit out a word firmly, "No." ”

When he raised his head again, the whole person was full of anger that could not be offended, "I don't believe that it will be a dead end, and I will never allow it to be a dead end, if it is a dead end, I will find another way." ”

Zeng Yi looked at the girl in front of him, there was a flash of appreciation in his eyes, and he said, "If Zeng has a gaffe, please don't be surprised by Miss Xue, this is the reason why I dare not deduce the result, if you want to turn around, you can only rely on yourself to grasp it, I believe that Miss Xue San knows better than me." ”

Xue Ling looked at Zeng Yi, and Zeng Yi's eyes had a look of understanding.

She realized she had been exposed prematurely.

I walked on the Huangquan Road.

Xue Ling understands better than anyone how lethal weakness can be to a person.

The first time she was on the other side, her weakness was clearly shown in front of the other party.

Xue Ling sighed secretly.

In this life, he will definitely have some intersection with the emperor's eldest grandson.

However, if she exposes her weaknesses too early, she will inevitably be constrained in the future.

Xue Ling calmed down, "It's me who lost his manners, Mr. Zeng doesn't have to be surprised." ”

Zeng Yi looked at her, "Miss Xue San is not wrong, I have the same opinion as the girl, whether it is word measurement or divination, life is still in your own hands after all, but not all people can fight against fate, after all, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

He pointed to the four characters on the rice paper again, "Xue San girl, please see, the first stroke of this word was written by Xue Si Girl, this stroke is not smooth, which means that Xue Si Girl's previous life was full of fate." But from the second stroke, it was written by you and her, although it was not smooth, but it was also done in one go. ”

His voice unconsciously relaxed, "Sisters work together, the future may not be known, this word seems to be a dead end, but from the second stroke, it has deviated from the original ending, as for the final result, it depends on Xue San's ability, success will turn things around, everyone is happy, and if you lose, you will not be able to return to the sky, and you will be defeated." ”

At this time, Xue Ling looked at Zeng Yi again.

She looked at his pale eyes, which were still so heavy that she couldn't see any emotion.

However, Zeng Yi had already said softly, "However, I don't think Miss Xue San is a weak woman, so I wish Miss Xue San a wish as soon as possible." ”

This sentence was sincere, and Xue Ling's eyebrows moved.

In the face of such a character, whether it is age or experience, Xue Ling cannot be compared with him, and any cover-up will be clearly seen by the other party.

Xue Ling simply thanked him frankly, "Mr. Zeng's mind is not comparable to me, thank you Mr. Zeng for solving my sister's doubts today." ”

Jiang Tingxue sat aside, only feeling that the atmosphere was weird, and in the end, she had already raised her heart.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Jiang Tingxue didn't particularly understand, but then saw that Xue Ling's expression had recovered a little, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister, it seems that this Mr. Zeng really has some ability, you can also test a word!" ”

Xue Yan also hoped that her sister could change her mood, so she grabbed Xue Ling, "Sister, you promised your cousin to test a word, we all tested, and you can't be unpredictable." ”

Xue Ling took the paper and was thinking.

Zeng Yi said, "Miss Xue San, do you want to try this Xue character, or see if the girl's life can bear this character?" ”

Zeng Yi's words seemed to be tentative, and Xue Ling shook his head, "Don't use this word." ”

Jiang Tingxue was very enthusiastic, and said in a low voice, "It's better to use my sister's small characters, anyway, Mr. Zeng is my brother's old friend, so it shouldn't be okay." ”

Xue Ling didn't look up.

She had already lifted her pen, dipped it in ink, and then wrote down a word and handed it over.

Zeng Yi took the paper and glanced at it, "It's a Lingzi." ”

Xue Ling looked at him, "I don't know Mr. Zeng, what do you mean by this word?" ”

Zeng Yi picked up the piece of paper and asked, "What does Miss Xue San want to test?" ”

"Fate!"

Xue Ling spit out a word briefly.

Zeng Yi looked at this word carefully, raised his head, and glanced at Xue Ling carefully.

The girl sat quietly, her eyes not full of anticipation or apprehension.

A pair of clear water-like eyes are calm and waveless, different from the fluctuations when facing Xue Si Girl's word measurement, the current Xue Ling is like an outsider, with a calm scrutiny.

She didn't care about the results of the test.

Zeng Yi's eyes were faintly emotional, "The pen is powerful, the font has the tendency to look down on the sky, and the pen has the arrogance and freedom to go away, just looking at this word, it can be concluded that Xue San girl has a man's ambition in her chest, and she is not as weak as an ordinary boudoir girl." ”

Jiang Tingxue came over, looked at Xue Ling's words carefully, and then said, "This font is similar to my brother's ordinary font." ”

Zeng Yi said, "It seems to be about the same, but it's actually too much different." ”

On the wall of the study are poems transcribed by Jiang Xiuwen himself.

Jiang Tingxue picked up the word written by Xue Ling, and then compared it with the calligraphy and painting on the wall, "I look at it, my sister's words are indeed not like the cherry blossom small block that our daughter's family is used to, and there is a bit of a man's atmosphere in one stroke, but Mr. Zeng said that it is different from my brother, but I can't see the difference." ”

Xue Ling had already followed Jiang Tingxue's gaze, and her cousin's font was free and easy, revealing the meaning of birth like an idle cloud and a wild crane.

And her words, she was secretly shocked in her heart, she wrote too fast, she didn't have time to hide it, and she revealed her ambition to win between the pen.

Zeng Yi is afraid that he can see it at a glance, so he can say that he is so sure.

Zeng Yi's gaze fell on Xue Ling's body, and he had already guessed what she was thinking, so he still said directly, "Brother Jiang's font is free and easy, while Xue San's font reveals a kind of strategizing calmness. Words are like people, even if they are deliberately imitated, it is difficult to hide their feelings. ”