The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 139 It's a void until the end

Although he was not uncommon for monk Qingyuan's divination and advice, Luo Chuchu still felt very uncomfortable being told where to go and where to go by pointing his nose like this.

"Master Qingyuan, tell me how to decide." Princess Qin said before Luo Chuchu.

Monk Qingyuan sighed: "Why should the benefactor insist? The hexagrams that the benefactor came to divination last time are enough to explain, and the way to deal with it has also been told to the benefactor."

Thinking of the solution given by the other party after getting the hexagram last time, Princess Qin gritted her teeth and said: "Master, there must be other ways, please save the Xu family!"

Xu Kaihua was still fanning the flames, but she ignored her.

Luo Chuchu observed the family, and found that except for Xu Kaihua, everyone else had more or less sadness on their faces.Xu Kaihua must have some brain problems, right?

After a stalemate for a while, Monk Qingyuan suddenly looked at Luo Chuchu and the two of them, and said, "Can you bother the two benefactors to wait a little longer?"

"Nothing, let them go first." Luo Chuchu waved his hand.

"You can't eavesdrop!" Xu Kaihua said.

"The two of us won't go there." Luo Chuchu pouted.

Xu Kaihua was dubious, but Princess Qin grabbed him and forcibly dragged him into the meditation room.

The whole family left the servants outside, and all went in.

Luo Chuchu dragged Yan Wenmao a little farther away, but those servants didn't pay attention to them, as long as they didn't get close to the meditation room.

Seeing no one around, Luo Chuchu smiled slyly, and called out, "Shi Feng?"

Shi Feng appeared on the nearby tree, looking at Yan Wenmao inquiringly.

Yan Wenmao nodded.

Shi Feng disappeared in a gust of wind.

Only the two of them were left together, Luo Chuchu recalled the accident just now, wondering if Shi Feng saw it...

She blushed again inexplicably, she didn't dare to look at Yan Wenmao, her little hands were tightly clasped together, and she was holding her nails.

Yan Wenmao was also uncomfortable, turning away slightly.

The atmosphere became more and more awkward in the silence, Luo Chuchu lowered his head and said silently in his heart: It's okay, don't think too much, it's just an accident, and Yan Wenmao is not a real man, how could he have any thoughts... …

After convincing himself for a long time, Luo Chuchu made up his mind to raise his head and said, "You..."

"You..." Yan Wenmao spoke at the same time as her.

"I... nothing!" Luo Chuchu stomped her feet and decided to change the subject, "Well, I don't know what they are talking about inside."

At the same time, in the meditation room.

"The benefactor can draw lots." Monk Qingyuan sighed.

"Why are you sighing, old monk? I'm not dead yet!" Xu Kaihua said with his eyes wide open.

"Okay! Xing'er, catch him and don't make him fall ill again!" Princess Qin said.

The man in white stepped forward and grabbed Xu Kaihua. Xu Kaihua couldn't get away. Between the two tugging, Xu Kaihua's gorgeous sleeves slipped to his elbows, exposing his abnormally thin arms like firewood.

Monk Qingyuan glanced at it, and said: "Benefactor, your son's physical condition is the external response of Qin Wang's family's luck, don't be obsessed with it."

Princess Qin said wearily: "Master, there are some things you can't let go of." She reached out to pick up the stick and shook it vigorously, a look of collapse and gnashing of teeth appeared on her usually elegant and calm cheeks.

A stick falls out of the stick holder.

Concubine Qin picked it up with trembling hands, and only glanced at it before the sign slipped from between her fingers and fell on the table.

No.20 six lottery.

"There was a rumor from the top and bottom, and a book was picked up from the sky. The book promised me my fame and fame, and it will be nothing until the end."

There is no need for Monk Qingyuan to draw the lottery again, Princess Qin already knows what it means, because it was the same lottery that was drawn last time.

Last time she asked about the future of Prince Qin's Mansion, this time she asked whether things could turn around.

All are empty.

why?
Princess Qin's tears flowed down, sobbing uncontrollably.The beauty in purple worriedly took out her handkerchief to wipe away her tears, and said, "Mother, it depends on human effort."

Princess Qin ignored the concubine, wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and stuffed it back into her hands casually.

"Master, as long as you can keep the huge family property of Prince Qin's Mansion, no matter how much money you want."

Master Qing Yuan shook his head, and said: "You can't force it." What is silver in front of luck?Millions of gold can't buy a lifespan of three quarters, and Qin Wang's mansion is exhausted.

"Is there no way?" Another woman stepped forward and asked anxiously.

Monk Qingyuan still shook his head.

The beauty in purple clothes suddenly said: "Fortune-telling does not believe in fate. If the lottery is drawn well, the children in the family will lose their lives sooner or later. If everything in the world cannot be changed, and it is only up to God, then what are the farmers still plowing? Everyone draws lots at home. That's it."

Although her words were rebellious, they were a life-saving straw for Princess Qin who felt that the future was gloomy.

"You're right. It's all about human efforts. I don't believe that even the whole family can't get through this difficult time with concerted efforts!"

Monk Qingyuan watched the six people leave with each other supporting each other, counting the beads in their hands and chanting the Buddha's name.

The eyes seemed to be compassionate, but the meaning of compassion did not reach the bottom of the eyes.

The luck of the Xu family will be cut off next year at most, so it's better for Wenzhong Temple to separate itself from them earlier.

Wenzhong Temple was built two years after the founding of the Luo Kingdom, and the first benefactor was the King Qin.

It's not that Qin Wang is obsessed with Buddhism and Taoism, but a deal that can't be announced, exchanging luck for prosperity and wealth.

Thanks to the luck offered by the Xu family, the first master of Wenzhong Temple passed away after 200 years.

The first and second generations were vaguely aware of the deal between their family and Wenzhong Temple, but the later generations didn't know it at all. They only knew that their family had many strange ancestral precepts, which were inauspicious.

It is not easy for a family to last until now. No matter how strong the family is, it is time for the Xu family to come to an end.

As for Wenzhong Temple, it is time to find a new benefactor.

In the Xu family, probably only that woman might meet in the future, she is nothing compared to those two.

Monk Qingyuan closed his eyes with shrewdness, and when he opened them again, he restored his benevolent brows and kind eyes, like a human Buddha.

The little monk invited Luo Chuchu and Yan Wenmao who were standing outside again, Luo Chuchu was a little puzzled.

When the family left just now, they didn't seem to be happy. If it was a means of defrauding money, should we say that Wen Zhongsi was brilliant, or did he miss it accidentally?
Monk Qingyuan confessed to the two with an excellent attitude, explaining a little why the Xu family was so excited just now.

It turned out that there were some problems at home, so it's all right... no wonder!
After all, the Xu family is also a king. What is there for the princess to cry like that?What's more, what they did didn't match what Shi Feng told her. What's going on?

"Master, I wonder how you plan to teach us to avoid disaster?" Luo Chuchu asked tentatively.

"It's not about avoiding catastrophe. You can't avoid catastrophe, otherwise there will be consequences." Monk Qingyuan corrected.

After the two entered the temple, Monk Qingyuan could tell at a glance that the two were different from the rest, especially women, whose fate was beyond words.

(End of this chapter)