This strategy is very good, thanks to the guidance of the "masters".

She played with the silk handkerchief in her hand, thinking that even if Sheng Han's sleeves were not fooled, the master sister Qu would also enter the main battle palace, and at that time, why worry about tossing the immortal little cheap hooves?

Sheng Han's sleeves blinked with a pair of eyes, accurately capturing the curvature of the corners of someone's lips on the other side, she held her forehead, and desperately resisted the desire to remind "Mrs. Ya, can you hide your wicked smile when you are thinking crookedly".

After all, she should worry about her next days!

So as soon as Qin Ya'er left, Sheng Hansleeve beckoned to the maidservants, "Mrs. Ya didn't hold back, you should pay more attention, lest I be cheated if I am not careful!" ”

That night, when Hongyi reported to Pei Lingqi as usual, he said: "Today, Mrs. Ya came to the Frost Courtyard, but our girl didn't suffer, and she could see at a glance that she had a crooked idea."

The man's thin lips raised slightly, "She's clever, she's the best at pretending to be stupid, and she's used to pretending to be stupid." ”

still wanted to deceive him, but he didn't know that the little Jiujiu in her heart had already been seen through by him.

The red clothes smiled, "The girl is cute." Also, the prince didn't come last night, and the girl was very disappointed. ”

"She's lost?" Pei Lingqi pinched the bridge of his nose, he has been busy recently, and he went late at night, which bothered her to rest more.

He thinks that she doesn't want him to be in the past.

……

Sheng Han's sleeves set up a stall for an uncertain time, sometimes every other day and sometimes every two days, depending on the mood. Her irregularity has made people more and more interested in "Mr. Counting Three Days".

On the day of the palace banquet, it was predicted that Lu Qianran would be injured by someone else's secret weapon, and Sheng Han's sleeve was in Sheng Han's heart.

She clearly remembered that she hadn't touched Lu Wanran at that time, the kind she hadn't touched anywhere, but why did a picture of his future still appear in front of her eyes?

Unlike the usual prediction of other people's bad luck, planing without physical contact is ...... Mood.

She tested them in red, she was attentive and interested, and Lu Wanran just glanced at him, right? I still glanced at it casually on the premise of being in a bad mood.

Could it be that the mood can change the play of the golden finger?

Can her prophetic ability also have room for improvement and even more than just predicting unfortunate events?

The above stems from Sheng Hansleeve's own summary and guesses, she is very worried, why God gave her a golden finger at the same time, and didn't give her a guide book......

"Master, Master?" The red-clothed man pinched the slightly rough young man's voice and pushed the arm of the fortune teller who pushed out the god.

"Huh?" Sheng Han's sleeves came back to his senses in a daze, and he saw the person standing in front of the table, "Hey, it's a little familiar?" ”

"Exactly." The second son of the Marquis of Shunxian respectfully bowed his hand, "A few days ago, I counted it at the old man's stall, and also said that if what the old man said is true, he will give another thank you gift." ”

"Oh~" Yes! It's the one who has been tested by her to be the most unlucky! "Excuse me, what day after you went back?"

Childe said, "The third day."

"Day 3, ah......" So far, she has not encountered more than three days.

But Childe understood her elongated tail note into another meaning, "It's not that I didn't come to thank you immediately, it's that I came here a few times ago, and the old gentleman was not there, and today I finally met the old gentleman." ”

"Oh, old man, I don't set up a stall every day, it will be very tiring, and my body will not be able to bear it." Sheng Han's sleeves turned the brush used to pretend, "But son, wouldn't it be better if you sent a little maid to guard it?" Why try your luck again and again, and go home if you can't touch it? ”

“……”