Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1737 New Year’s Sweets (13)

Yunsi was not interested in fortune telling at first, but she saw the words on the standing hexagram cloth.

Count...marriage...fate...

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at the man beside her.

The man kept silent, only lowered his eyes, and held her hand quietly.

His eyes were still gentle.

She murmured, "Okay, forget it."

If it can be counted, she really wants to know about his future marriage with her.

Yun Si pulled him to the booth of Mr. Fortune Teller.

There is a stool, she sits down.

The god, who was always beside her, rested his long snow-white hands gently on her shoulders.

Under the light of the lanterns in the temple, the face of the boneless and noble is extraordinarily soft.

With lowered eyes, it is not as indifferent and unreachable as in the temple.

The fortune teller cupped his hands and bowed slightly.

After saluting, he sat down.

With a smile, he looked at Yun Si with kind eyes.

"Girl, what do you want to do?"

"Marriage." She said bluntly.

The fortune teller fiddled with the copper coins on the table, "Marriage... Let me see."

"Also ask the girl to extend her hand."

He also seemed to be looking at her palmistry.

Yun Si spread her hands.

He looked at it carefully for a while, chanting words in his mouth, and kept counting with his fingers.

It has a good appearance, so that people can't go wrong.

The man in the warm and thick velvet white-red cloak rested his chin, casually watching him make the hexagram.

He was rambling, thinking for a while.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be getting more and more absorbed in his calculations.

After an unknown amount of time, the red string between Yun Si's ankles lighted up slightly, without sound.

The cold and snow-white god stood behind her, gently touching her ears, and remained silent.

The stunning eyebrows are extremely dull.

Soon, the fortune teller opened his eyes.

Looking at the eight-character hexagram that was put out, his brows were furrowed.

"Girl, your marriage..."

"how?"

She was intrigued by his expression.

The fortune teller stroked his beard, nodded, and shook his head again.

With a deep complexion, he took back the copper coin.

"Your marriage is fixed, everything...you just need to follow your heart."

"..." She blinked, "It's fixed? Who made it? Old Yue?"

The fortune-teller chuckled, "Girl, your marriage...I'm afraid that Yue Lao can't decide."

"Who decided that?"

"This..." He made a gesture of silence, signaling to God, "God will."

"..." Saying it is tantamount to not saying it.

She felt a little bored.

"Since it's the heaven who made my marriage, then tell me... who is my marriage?"

She yawned, casually.

I don't really believe what he said, obviously I just want to see what he can say.

The pretentious fortune teller shook his head.

"Girl, it's still the same sentence, everything...just follow your heart."

"Your destined person has a noble status and is the most dazzling existence."

"As long as you take a casual look, you can find it."

"..." She squinted at him.

After being silent for a while, she asked abruptly, "Did you tell fortune-tellers all from a master?"

The last fortune teller for her also said that she would marry a man of extremely noble status.

The words are exactly the same two times before and after, word for word.

If she really believed it...

That's the fool.

She nodded her fingertips and got up.

"Forget it, it still doesn't count."

It's really boring to come and go with those good words to deceive people.

(End of this chapter)