Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

"The matter has been resolved, and we are here today to say goodbye."

Madam Wei looked at her blankly: "Goodbye...?"

She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do. She asked with a sob, "Can't you stay a little longer? We haven't... haven't gotten along well yet..." At least the Duke's Mansion should compensate for the suffering they have endured over the years...

"Want to increase the consultation time?" Shen Zhinian blinked, "We are very expensive, right, Your Highness?"

Pei Yuanchi nodded in amusement.

Almost two-thirds of the emperor's private treasury fell into their hands. How could it not be expensive?

Seeing that the emperor still had a lot of so-called elixirs left from Luo Ying'er, he could not ask for it a second time, as it was a suicidal act.

But that’s okay, as it saves him from having to do it himself.

Knowing that their departure was an unchangeable fact, the people from the Duke's Mansion seized the last moment and packed several boxes of treasures to give to Shen Zhinian.

Shen Zhinian had no choice but to repeat what he had told Ning Xuanye.

She had no shortage of treasures and had plenty of money, so she could just burn them for the original owner who had become a dead spirit.

But unable to resist the insistence of the people from the Duke's Mansion, Old Madam Wei wanted to give them away with tears in her eyes: "Young Master, if you don't make us feel guilty, then accept these."

"These are for the young master. Don't worry about the child. We will keep burning them for her. Just like the young master said, she will no longer suffer the hardships she once did. Even after death, she can become a rich child."

"Thanks to the young master, we were able to learn about what happened back then. Really...really grateful..."

Madam Wei raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a bitter smile: "Now that I know Yuzhen's condition, I can rest assured."

At least her child didn't die. Even if in another world, they would never meet again...that was enough.

After handing the last stick of incense to the Queen, the group walked out of the palace, and just like when they came, they were all seen off by the Prince.

Before turning around to get in the car, he heard two voices shouting not far away: "Wait! Master Shen, please wait a moment."

Shen Zhinian turned around in confusion, only to see two fat little boys, who were protected by servants all the way, stumbling towards her.

When the memories were being taken into account, the adults did not include the two little ones in the count, and they were taken care of by the nanny for the past two days.

Probably having heard the news from the nanny, the two kids ran all the way to see her off, until they stopped in front of her, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

Unable to utter the words of farewell, the two little fat boys stood on tiptoe with all their might, but they kept in mind the words of the Duke's wife, and opened their palms, revealing two identical pendants.

The jade in the palm of my hand is crystal clear, emitting a soft and dazzling glow under the sunlight.

"This is too expensive."

"This is for you, just accept it." Shen Zhinian squatted down, touched their heads, and said meaningfully, "I hope it can help you... and I hope you won't need it in your lifetime."

The fat boy tilted his head, not quite understanding, "Can it be used? Can it be used?"

Shen Zhinian smiled and didn't say anything else, just asked them to keep it close to them.

The carriage went farther and farther away, and the appearance of several people seemed like a flash in the pan, mysterious and unpredictable, like immortals descending from heaven...

"See you later... I hope... we can meet again..."

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"Prime Minister! You are finally back home..." When Ning Xuanye appeared in the Prime Minister's Mansion covered in blood, the words the housekeeper wanted to say were suddenly choked in his heart, and he almost screamed and sent a servant to ask a doctor to check his wound.

However, before the servant could go and ask for help, he was stopped by Ning Xuanye.

"I will write a letter to the prince, and you will deliver the letter to him personally tomorrow." Ning Xuanye took the handkerchief handed over by the housekeeper and wiped the blood off his face.

The housekeeper didn't understand and looked worried, but he could only nod his head repeatedly: "Yes."

But within a day and a night, he seemed to have changed a lot. His eyes were dead silent, and all the energy in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant. Such calmness made people even more uneasy.

I had clearly rushed to the Duke's Mansion the day before, and that joy and even out-of-control emotion could not be faked. It was as if a lifelong wish was finally coming true, and I couldn't wait a moment to go look for someone.

"That manor... I will carve a tombstone on it, and you can send someone you trust to deliver it and burn all the things left over these years, along with the manor."

The housekeeper was surprised: "Isn't that..." left for the young lady or the young master?

Could it be that... this time when I went to the Duke's Mansion, I learned the news that the lady had passed away?

Tombstone? Did they want them to burn these for the lady's children?

Thousands of words were stuck in his heart, but looking at Ning Xuanye's expression, the housekeeper knew that words of persuasion would have no effect on him.

If I really knew that my wife had passed away... I'm afraid...

I'm afraid the Prime Minister can't hold on any longer.

The housekeeper watched the prime minister and his wife grow up together as childhood sweethearts, and then they broke up. Not only did the Duke's Mansion not understand why Prime Minister Ning did that, even the housekeeper was completely unaware and couldn't understand it.

But the reason why Ning Xuanye has been able to persist until now all these years is that he still has a hope in his heart. As long as he does not give up, he will definitely find his wife and their children.

If you can't find it...

"Pay the wages of the servants in the mansion... and return their indentures as well. As for the rest, you can divide it with the secret guards."

The bad premonition was confirmed. The housekeeper didn't care about the hierarchy and shouted: "Prime Minister! You must not do this. Have you forgotten that you still have to find your wife and children alive?!"

"If Madam knew..."

"I can't find it..." Ning Xuanye's eyes instantly turned bloodshot when he heard his words, and the false calmness on his face was finally shattered. The fact that he had deliberately forgotten that year could no longer deceive himself, "I can't find it... Yuzhen..." She doesn't want him anymore.

Along with them, their children also passed away after suffering a lot.

What did he do?

He was the one who caused all this...

The housekeeper was shocked by Ning Xuanye's expression.

"There are not many people I can trust, Uncle Feng. Now... I only trust you." Ning Xuanye did not give him a chance to persuade him, and walked step by step towards the courtyard where Wei Yuzhen lived in the past.

He locked himself in the room, and time passed little by little. It seemed like not long had passed before a thick letter was handed to the butler.

He has made up his mind to leave, and no one can stop him.

Living is like a corpse, and death may be the only relief.

In just one night, the Prime Minister's Mansion became an empty house, the fire burned down the hidden courtyard, and there was no Prime Minister Ning in Yun Qin State anymore.