With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

Lincheng is not prosperous and can only be regarded as a backward and remote town in the Tianlong Dynasty. Compared with the imperial capital, it is simply a world of difference. The end of the street can be seen at a glance.

But for Liu Wuxin, who has been trapped in a cage since she was a child, this is a rare prosperous place. Ever since she left the inn, her eyes have been like a curious baby, looking around non-stop.

Chen Mo held Liu Wuxin's hand and watched her walking around lovingly. As if aware of the former's gaze, she quickly stopped and said, "Brother, am I too, too ignorant?"

"You just don't go out for a long time. I also feel that I have kept you at home for too long."

"No, my brother can take Wu Xin in, which makes Wu Xin extremely grateful. How can I ask for more..."

"Fool, I'm not taking you in, but I'm giving you a home. We will be family from now on. You can be more coquettish to me..."

Chen Mo touched Liu Wuxin's head, glanced at it, and suddenly saw the candied haws vendor shouting in the distance.

Girls all like to eat sweets... Chen Mo thought and took Liu Wuxin's hand and moved towards it. Upon seeing this, the latter stared at the candied haws of curiosity and said nothing. She thought it was Chen Mo who wanted to eat it.

However, when Chen Mo bought it and gave it to her, she was still stunned for a moment, "For me?"

"This tastes good, please try it for me."

Liu Wuxin wanted to refuse, but when she heard Chen Mo's words to help her taste it, she felt embarrassed to refuse. She took the candied haws with her left hand and took a bite. It was sweet and a little sour, but the taste was very good. She had never tasted it before. After eating such delicious food, a happy smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

"How is the taste"

"It's delicious, brother, eat it"

Liu Wuxin handed the candied haws in front of Chen Mo and smiled sweetly at him. Seeing this, the latter opened his mouth and took a bite.

"Brother, I have eaten it before"

"It's okay, I don't dislike you."

Is this a question of whether she dislikes it or not... Liu Wuxin's pretty face turned red. She originally thought that Chen Mo bought it for her to eat, and then just let her have a taste, but he would directly give her a series of operations to fix it. .

"Fortune telling, fortune telling, marriage, feng shui, future and official career..."

A voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting Liu Wuxin's embarrassment. She raised her eyes gently, pointed at the old man with the two big words "Fortune Telling" hanging on the corner of the street with her candied haws, and asked: "Brother, What is fortune telling”.

"It means destiny prediction, which can help you calculate what your future will be like, for example, what kind of person you will become in the future, or who you will marry in the future, etc... But most of these are charlatans. , not credible”

Chen Mo explained lightly, but all the words fell into Liu Wuxin's ears, and only the word 'get married' was left. His heterochromatic eyes blinked slightly, his feet stopped in place and motionless, and his neck seemed to be It seemed like it was welded, so he stared at the old fortune teller.

"You also want to tell your fortune?"

"No, no"

"That's what I thought"

Chen Mo pulled Liu Wuxin to the fortune-telling stall.

The old fortune teller has long black and white hair, which looks messy and has not been taken care of for many days. He wears a shabby green shirt with a few patches. He has a Yin-Yang Bagua mirror in his left hand, pinches his fingers in his right hand, and is mumbling something in his mouth.

A simple fortune-telling stall opened with a small wooden table, a long bench, and fortune-telling flags hanging on the sides.

Chen Mo pulled Liu Wuxin to sit on the long bench. The old man took a look, with a hint of joy on his face, and said with a smile: "What do you want as a guest?"

"You are a fortune teller, can't you predict that you will meet us today? Guess what we are going to predict?"

Chen Mo held his cheek with one hand and turned to look at Liu Wuxin, "What do you want to do?"

Liu Wuxin looked up at the old man, then at Chen Mo, and then immediately lowered his head, too shy to say anything.

"The little girl is trying to calculate her marriage."

The old man asked with a smile.

Liu Wuxin was silent and nodded slightly to confirm; the old man looked like he had seen through it and said, "Take out your hand and let me see."

Liu Wuxin held the candied haws in one hand and held Chen Mo's hand in the other. She was in a dilemma for a moment, but soon she was about to throw the candied haws away. Fortunately, Chen Mo had quick eyesight and let go of her hand.

Putting his white jade hands on the small wooden table, the old fortune teller lowered his head and looked at it, and murmured: "The future is limitless, the future is limitless... No, you are counting marriage, marriage, tsk...".

Seeing the old fortune teller's face looking a little ugly, Liu Wuxin immediately panicked, "Old sir, is it my marriage? Yes, what's wrong? Is it me...".

After saying that, Liu Wuxin turned to look at Chen Mo and then quickly turned back, "Is it because I can't be with the person I like?"

"That's not true. You two will definitely be able to be together in the future, but it's just a bit bumpy. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a long time before you can be with him."

It's okay if it's not... Liu Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he can be with Chen Mo, there will be no problem even if he waits for a hundred or a thousand years.

"Old sir, are you kidding me?"

Chen Mo stared at the old man teasingly.

"Young man, if you don't believe it, you can let me have a look."

Chen Mo pondered for a moment and put his right hand on the small wooden table. The old man took a look and said, "Let's ignore the bumpy marriage for now, but your future is a bit slim."

Chen Mo frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

"The lifeline is broken. Haha, boy, some things are unavoidable... But the fact that you can live towards death also proves that you are lucky. After this disaster, your future is like Much better today”

The old man said lightly, but Chen Mo was completely shocked.

"Old sir, do you know what my fate is? Please make it clearer"

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't reveal the secret."

Chen Mo thought the old man wanted money, so he immediately took out a thousand taels of silver notes from his arms and slapped them heavily on the wooden table, but the latter shook his head indifferently.

"The secret must not be revealed. Young man, no matter how much money you give me, I won't tell you. You can't say it. Some things are destined and the cycle of cause and effect cannot be avoided."

There was a hint of confusion in Chen Mo's eyes, and he murmured and repeated the old man's words. After a moment, he raised his head and said, "Even if it is, you can pay us for the fortune telling."

The old man still shook his head.

"I never accept money when telling fortunes, but exchange for other things."

"Then what do you want?"

"Next time, after we meet next time, I'll tell you."

Chen Mo was stunned, "Next time? When is it?"

"Of course...three hundred years later"