Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 103
"What's going on here?"

In Huaxu Palace, when he came to see him, he found Li Yuan sitting there drinking wine without saying a word.

Li Yuan was half lying on the soft couch, with his feet resting on the edge, his black hair scattered casually, his eyes narrowed slightly, his breath was cold, and he was drinking wine one after another.

"He didn't tell me when he left. Everyone knows where he went, but I don't. Why?"

Li Yuan's eyes turned red and purple, extremely charming.

"Why? Why are you so angry about such a trivial matter?" Hang Rong sighed helplessly.

Li Yuan shook his head slightly, and took another sip of wine, "You said he... didn't care about me at all."

"Why do you care about you? From a brother's point of view? As a brother, I think he is right not to tell you. If the two of you get too close, it is easy to attract the suspicion and attention of some people, although they will not go to Thinking about it that way, but if a highly prestigious eldest prince is mixed with a powerful national teacher, others will think that you are plotting something, you know?"

Li Yuan glanced at him and sneered: "Xiang Rong, do you think I'm a child? So easy to deceive?"

"Everyone knows where he is, but I don't. Is he trying to avoid me? Why is he avoiding me?"

The man stood up suddenly, startling his face, "Young Demon Lord, calm down."

Li Yuan smiled desolately, and slowly walked to the bed and fell down, "What young devil master? I am no longer."

Hang Rong hesitated to speak, but in the end it could only be a sigh.

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The news that the eldest prince moved out of the palace spread the next day, and then Di Yan and Di Qingyun also moved out of the palace one after another, and lived in mansions outside the palace.

That night, the cold wind was still blowing.

"Girl, I'll make a fortune for you today." Mr. Qi walked into the study carrying a wooden box.

Di Jiu was sitting there in a daze, thinking about Li Yuan's reaction last night.

"Girl?" Old Qi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her.

"Huh?" After regaining his senses, Di Jiu rubbed his sore neck, "What's wrong?"

"I'll make a fortune for you."

Di Jiu chuckled: "For a divination?"

"Yes, come and sit down." Mr. Qi pulled her to the round table.

"Write down your birthday."

Emperor Jiu followed suit.

After finishing writing, Mr. Qi took out the bucket of bamboo sticks and asked her to shake out one. After that, Mr. Qi stared at the birthday horoscope and the bamboo sticks and did not move.

Di Jiu called the snow wolf out, and stroked its furry head comfortably.

After a long time, when Di Jiu thought that Old Qi had fallen asleep, he raised his head.

"Girl."

"Ok?"

"It stands to reason that your life is over long ago."

Di Jiu's hands froze suddenly, and his eyes became extremely piercing.

Old Qi chuckled, coughed, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth, "Girl, your life should have ended half a year ago, but the little old man is just wondering about this, but after a long time, he couldn't figure out why you are still alive , Of course, this is not important anymore, it is good to be alive, but there are still two catastrophes in your life, one is the emperor's catastrophe, and the other is the previous life catastrophe."

Mr. Qi took out a pen and handed it to her, "write something."

Di Jiu took it and wrote a dead word casually.

Qi Lao didn't pause at all, and said directly: "If you didn't survive that calamity, your accident was also caused by the ice blade, whether it was a knife or a sword, and died of someone close to you, and you were the only one around when you died."

Di Jiu's breathing became more and more rapid, the pain of being cut in half seemed to be still vivid in her memory, and the feeling of being poked blind made her eyes sore.

"Girl, some things may be predestined. Your fate is extremely precious, and the little old man can't measure too much, but you were not born with a good fate, but a fate that died young, but now you are still alive." Living can only be said to be God's will, so the little old man tells you, pay more attention to the people around you, and pay more attention to the people around you."

In the last sentence, Old Qi's tone was very unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)