The story takes place in Chang'an.

"Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, I am the best at fortune-telling in the world!"

"Come on, forget it! Authentic fortune telling, package counting package satisfaction! ”

On the streets of Chang'an, a fortune teller held a banner with seven big characters written on it, "Lotte knows his fate and is not worried", and he was shouting vigorously.

She was short, thin, and young, but she had a nondescript beard.

Wearing a black canvas hat, the black robe on his body almost dragged to the ground, extremely ill-fitting, quite like a child stealing adult clothes.

"This benefactor, your heaven is full, the earth is wide and square, and your ears are full of beads. One look at your face will tell you that you will be rich and rich in this life! ”

She danced with her hands and boasted, and looked at the man in front of her expectantly.

Sure enough, a few taels of silver arrived in an instant.

She smirked inwardly.

After walking the rivers and lakes for many years, she has already practiced the ability to discover the rich and rich, and to see a good ability.

Fortune telling for these people is right.

Triumphant, she put away the money, and swaggered as she continued to shout as she went.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she stopped shouting.

The brocade-clothed boy in front of him, looking at this temperament and posture, is definitely a proper rich man!

Secretly happy in her heart, she hurried over.

"This donor, seeing that your Yin Hall is black, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster in the past few days!"

Belch?

Ignore her? Ignore her?

She was surprised.

When normal people heard her words, shouldn't they all look at her with horror on their faces and ask her for advice on how to turn evil into good fortune?

She pursed her mouth, a little unwilling.

You can't let this big fish go.

Thinking about it, she stomped her foot, looked at the man's back, and chased after him with a dead face.

"If you want to avoid evil, please listen to me."

The man finally stopped and turned to look at her.

“…… Who are you? ”

She couldn't help but shrink her head, stunned by the cold voice.

It's good, it's just too cold.

Cautiously looking up, looking at the person in front of her like a golden cash cow, she dispelled the idea of escaping halfway.

Biting her lip, she emboldened herself and looked up at the man.

“…… Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian Xing does not change its name, and it does not change its surname...... It is famous, powerful, and accurate...... It is known as the first fortune teller in the rivers and lakes - garlic Bi Zhun. ”

For some reason, it seems that there is no domineering leakage when talking before.

"Oh?" The man chuckled lightly, and her spine instantly cooled.

"Garlic? End? Permit? The man paused word by word, word by word.

“…… Uh-huh, uh-huh. She closed her eyes and nodded in a panic.

Of course, this is just her stage name.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

Her real name is Qinghuan.

It's not that she doesn't want to run this time, it's that she really doesn't dare to run under that person's gaze.

"You're amazing?" The man asked again.

“…… If you can't see the five fingers when you reach out, you can know the details with a pinch...... If you want to ask me how good I am, I don't dare to fool King Zhou Wen......" His voice trembled a little, and Qing Huan skillfully memorized the lines that he had memorized, but his voice was getting softer and softer.

"Since you are so powerful...... the man rolled his eyebrows, looked down at her, and showed a smile that was extremely terrifying in Qing Huan's eyes, "Why don't we go to Si Tianfu and talk about it." ”

“……！” Hearing this, Qing Huan's eyes widened, and he sat on the ground in fright.

Si Tianfu?!

Lord Si Tiantai - Ning Ye?!

It's so unfortunate to go out, and the fortune teller is knowledgeable?!

………

In Si Tianfu——

Qing Huan stood helplessly in front of Ning Ye, humble and weak, trembling.

"Tell me about it." Ning Ye sat down, looked at him with despair written on his face in front of him, and seemed to smile, "I have had a bloody disaster recently?" ”

"No, no." Qing Huan swallowed his saliva, his eyes wandering, "You have a lot of adults, and the villain was confused for a while, and he miscalculated for you." Now that the villain has taken a closer look, he realizes that the adult is a real auspicious person, and he must be carefree in this life! ”

After a series of sycophants, she cautiously raised her eyes to look at Ning Ye, and when she saw Ning Ye looking at her and smiling without saying a word, she immediately lowered her head in panic.

“…… I wonder if the adults can spare the villain this time? She asked in a whisper of pleading tones, trembling.

"Yes."

Raising her head suddenly, her eyes glowing as she looked at Ning Ye.

"Thank you, sir!"

As soon as the words fell, Qing Huan immediately turned around and wanted to slip away, but was stopped by the person behind him.

"Wait."

Her skinny tiger body shook.

"My lord......" turned back stupidly, she looked at the night in front of her and dared not speak and dared to be angry.

As a result, the heart of the night is becoming more and more arrogant.

"If I find out again in the future, you will lie to people everywhere in the name of fortune telling......"

"Don't dare, don't dare, the villain won't dare anymore!" Before Ning Ye finished speaking, she immediately realized her mistake and corrected it.

Seeing that Ning Ye finally stopped looking for her stubble, Qing Huan was overjoyed, took a long banner, slipped away from the smoke, and disappeared.

………

Out of Si Tianfu, Qing Huan let out a long breath of turbidity and wandered leisurely on Chang'an Street.

Take a deep breath, and sure enough, the air outside is sweet, not like the cold Si Tianfu.

Oh, as the saying goes, good horses don't eat grass in turn, and not only do they not eat grass in turnaround, but they are not even happy to eat grass in one place for a long time.

She is a well-known veteran of the rivers and lakes, how can she stay in Chang'an?

When she goes to other places, even if Ning Ye is the rooftop of the Zhengsanpinsi, how can she endure her?

Hey, it's just a pity that I couldn't make more money in a rich place like Chang'an!

With a long sigh at the sky, Qing Huan shook his head helplessly.

Woohoo, alas!

………

The moon has arrived, and the night has fallen early.

When Qinghuan was full of food and drink, and walked out of the restaurant, a little starry star had quietly hung on the dark blue night.

Satisfied, burping and stretching, she prepared to go back to the inn to rest.

"You're garlic?"

Someone on her side suddenly called her.

Hearing the voice, Qing Huan turned his head to look at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Could it be that she is already so famous for fortune-telling in Chang'an? Someone actually took the initiative to come to the door to tell fortunes?

With joy in his heart, Qing Huan touched the mustache sticking to his mouth and nodded slowly.

"Exactly down there." Putting on a tall posture, she replied in a shuffled voice.

"Lord Si Tiantai is invited, and I hope that Mr. will come with me."

“……？！”

Why is it him again?

And the end?!

………

It was the familiar Si Tianfu again, facing the familiar person.

The jade is dustless, the Milky Way is shadowy, and the moonlight is in the sky.

Ning Ye looked up at the starry sky, and the starlight was reflected in his eyes like the night sky, glowing with a little silver light.

He stood in the courtyard of the house, letting the cold wind blow on his face, blowing his robe and flying with the wind, and he remained motionless in place, not knowing what he was thinking.

The evening breeze was blowing, Qing Huan stood by the courtyard door, looking at the figure staring under the starry sky, but he couldn't help but be distracted.

Finally, Ning Ye no longer looked up at the night sky, he slowly turned his head and looked at Qinghuan by the door with a complicated expression.

“…… Big, adult? Qing Huan was startled and came back to his senses.

Ning Ye looked at her, pursed her lips, shook her head helplessly, and sighed.

"Why a man?" There was even a hint of despair in Ning Ye's eyes.

He just looked at the astrological signs for divination, and he actually took advantage of this fortune teller as his love!

And the divination came out several times in a row, and it was all such an unbelievable result.

It's ridiculous!

Terrified! Thriller!

When did he have a habit of breaking sleeves, and how did he not even know about himself?

For the first time, Ning Ye was suspicious of his own divination and sexuality.

His brows tightened, and he once again looked at Qing Huan, who was full of doubts.

Seeing this, Qing Huan couldn't help but take a few steps back, and she reached out to hug her thin little body.

What's going on with a sudden little fear?

………

As it turned out, the inexplicable fear was not unfounded.

From that day on, Qing Huan became the little scholar by Ning Ye's side.

That night, Ning Ye looked at her with a very complicated expression, saying that her fortune-telling was very accurate, and he had indeed had a bloody disaster recently, so he decided to let Qing Huan be his scholar.

She can't refuse at all!

Thinking of this, Qing Huan's gaze couldn't help but gradually become resentful, and the intensity of grinding ink on his hands did not feel a little heavier.

"Smack."

The ink block in Qing Huan's hand was broken.

Raising her head suddenly, she turned her head to look at Ning Ye awkwardly, and saw that Ning Ye was also watching her.

When something like this happened on the first day of the scholar, Qinghuan's heart was really panicked.

The corners of her mouth twitched.

Fortunately, Ning Ye didn't blame, he got up and walked to the mahogany cabinet and took out a new ink block and gave it to her.

"Thank you, sir!" She breathed a sigh of relief and happily took it.

took off the eye-catching mustache, in fact, if you look closely, Qing Huan still looks good.

It's not amazing, but it's still beautiful.

However, such a face on a man's body is a little too delicate.

And not only is she beautiful, but even her real name is a bit girlish.

Qinghuan ......

Thinking in his heart, Ning Ye looked down at Qing Huan and smiled softly.

If the destiny is like this and cannot be changed, then try to accept it.

Although I don't know what Ning Ye is laughing at, looking at his smile, the tips of Qing Huan's ears can't help but turn red.

This person is really, what are you doing with her smiling so good?

She hurriedly lowered her head, pretended to be calm, held the ink in her hand, and continued to grind the ink round and round.

The fragrance of ink gradually rose, and she looked at the circles of ink marks on the inkstone, as if she had also dyed pieces of ink and blue flowers in her heart.