Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

Shen Zhinian was finally satisfied when he saw that everyone covered their mouths to indicate that they would be obedient and not to beat them, and that if they wanted to beat someone, they should beat Prime Minister Ning.

Speaking of which, the people in the Duke's Mansion are as united as ever. They agree with the death of Prime Minister Ning, right?

"I know that everyone here likes to look at me with eyes that seem to want to say something but hesitate. Without further ado, today is the time to answer your questions."

"After you finish reading this, you will know the truth."

After that, she clapped her hands and said, "Ah Xiang, show us your talent!"

Fu Guanci put the magic tools in place and was about to pour the cigarette made from his heart's blood: "..."

He silently corrected: "It's props, I don't want to perform."

However, the audience's attention was not focused here. Someone sighed quietly, "So Mr. Fu's real name is Ah Xiang..."

Fu Guanci: Be normal, is this the right time to talk about this? Can you feel a little nervous about knowing what you have been obsessed with for decades?

The incense burner was lit, and talismans with complex characters written on them were thrown into the burner.

Everyone saw a blood-red smoke spreading out, heavy, strange and dazed.

Shen Zhinian's cold voice came to my ears: "You will see the truth you want to pursue, go to sleep..."

A strange scene appeared. Everyone in the courtyard fell on their chairs and fell into a deep sleep. There was silence all around. The servants seemed not to notice this scene and were still busy with their own affairs.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and there was no panic due to the sleep of several important figures.

Shen Zhinian supported his chin and said, "One day and one night... the emperor is also undergoing treatment, so I'll ask for leave for a few people."

This is easy to do. They can even make outsiders have the illusion that these people are still busy with things together, just like the servants in the Duke's Mansion.

After letting the puppets send everyone back to their rooms one by one and finding a random guest room to accommodate them, Fu Guanci finally expressed his doubts: "Why should we tell them that the original owner is no longer alive? They may not believe it."

Looking at this group of people, they were so excited when they saw Shen Zhinian before, they almost cried, and even Madam Wei was so excited that she seemed to have a heart attack again.

Fu Guanci always felt that if he asked someone to give up two thoughts at once, the person might choose to deceive himself and not believe it because he didn't want to accept the facts.

Instead, Shen Zhinian gave him a strange look: "We have to leave eventually, why should we leave ties here?"

She was not the original owner, and it was even more impossible for her to pretend to be the original owner for them to perfect this self-proclaimed white lie.

"Whether they believe it or not, I just tell them the truth they want. As for whether to believe it or not, it is their own choice."

“And I won’t stop for anyone.”

I will not stop for anyone, I will only do what I want to do and see who I want to see.

There was a faint smile on the girl's lips, her pretty eyes were full of spring-like charm, and her beautiful black pupils, like pearls, only reflected his figure.

"Ah Xiang, who would you stay for?" She tilted her head slightly, her neck curve gracefully and slenderly, "I would definitely be very sad if our little team lost you."

In Shen Zhinian's heart, Sun Moon Valley is her home now. Her world is divided into only three kinds of people: family, patients, and stowaways who need to be eliminated.

Fu Guanci is the one she has considered as her own since childhood and one of her few family members.

It’s different from others…

Fu Guanci looked into her eyes and finally couldn't help but laughed softly.

He took her hand and corrected her sternly: "No one, wherever Senior Sister is, I will be there."

Besides... he had already chosen to stay for one person, so that there were traces of his presence everywhere around her, and she would see him whenever she looked up.

Shen Zhinian stood on tiptoe and rubbed his head: "So good."

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As expected by the senior brothers and sisters, the Marquis's wife went crazy after returning to the capital and seeing the empty West City Marquis' Mansion.

She gave up everything, even her own son, in exchange for another healthier "son" to consolidate her position, not for the ending she has today.

When these servants saw her return home, they acted as if they had found their backbone and desperately asked her for their wages.

Who were these people taking care of in the past? The Marquis's wife felt terribly uncomfortable whenever she thought about it, and she even wanted her to pay for those people.

How can it be!

However, he still cared about his own reputation, so the Marquis's wife decided to pawn all of Xicheng Marquis' valuable clothes and hair crowns.

Under the pretext that the Marquis at least has a monthly salary, the old must go before the new can come.

Poor Marquis of Xicheng had to watch helplessly as his wife tried to take away his last bit of dignity.

His eyes were wide open, but he had established himself too successfully in front of the servants in the past, or perhaps he had become a useless man now, so the servants naturally pretended not to understand and applauded.

What about the harmony of a loving couple, deep love between husband and wife... In short, it doesn't cost any money to say nice things.

Not only did the marquis's wife, who was once respected and flattered, now become the object of everyone's ridicule and pity, and went crazy.

Xicheng Hou, who was now only left with an undershirt and a pair of shorts, was completely defeated.

Now that the couple went crazy at the same time, they really reached an unprecedented tacit understanding. However, the Marquis of Xicheng was thinking about how to contact his white moonlight, while the Marquis's wife was thinking about how to make Duan Tinghan change his mind.

When the Marquis's wife was harassing Duan Tinghan, the Marquis of Xicheng, who had been the Marquis of Xicheng for so many years, naturally had a trick up his sleeve. While the crazy woman's attention was not on him, he sent people to look for Luo Ying'er almost as soon as he lay down in the mansion.

Luo Ying'er, who no longer had the help of the system, was severely injured at the moment. When she heard the news about Xicheng Marquis' Mansion, she even smiled happily, thinking that her other savior had finally returned.

She was busy recuperating during this period and had hardly inquired about news from the outside world.

Later, the emperor suddenly woke up and was caught off guard.

Now its reputation in the outside world has been completely ruined, and the system has been closed due to the sharp decline in the progress of the strategy and internal disorder, and it disappeared inexplicably for maintenance.

Knowing that she was nearly drowned, Prince Yi let that bitch bewitch her soul. He even mistakenly believed that she did this out of jealousy and favor, and he hated her so much that he never even came to visit her once.

The pretext is to teach her how to be a qualified princess and not to be jealous!

Luo Ying'er almost died, and her cries to heaven and earth were in vain.

The return of Xicheng Hou was undoubtedly a timely help. Even if she had to drag her wounded body and ask someone to carry her, she would keep the appointment this time.

In the past, she would always keep Xicheng Hou in the dark, and she didn't always accept the invitation.

This could no longer be the case. There was no need for Marquis Xicheng to send several letters before asking her to go as he did before. Instead, he would immediately send someone to reply after receiving the letter and agree on a time and place to meet.

But she didn't know that not only would Marquis Xicheng be unable to help her this time, he would even put her into an irretrievable situation.