Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Tao Yao turned to look at Lu Che joyfully and asked, "Lu Che, what wish did you make? Is it about revenge?"

Lu Che quickly nudged Tao Yao's arm with his elbow, shook his head, and refused to answer: "If you speak your wish out loud, it won't work."

The Taoist priest smiled and pulled out a peach wood bowl from under the table. He placed it in front of Taoyao and Lu Che, his face filled with the joy of having just opened a business. He said, "Young man and young lady, I can interpret the fortune in detail. All you need is thirty coins each."

Honest and simple-minded Tao Yao fell for the trick, immediately digging into her purse for a coin. Lu Che silently tugged at Tao Yao's sleeve, gave her a look, then shook his head at the Taoist priest, saying, "No need. Since these are all excellent numbers, they must all be good outcomes—the purpose of interpreting the numbers is to foresee and avoid disasters. Since the flower god has already told us that the future is free of disaster, there's no need to interpret the numbers."

Tao Yao felt that Lu Che's words made sense. She quickly withdrew the sixty copper coins she was about to hand over and agreed with a smile, "Right, right, right. Since we both have good fortunes, then all our wishes will come true! We just need to wait for good things to happen!"

The Taoist priest realized that he could not fool Lu Che, so he smiled awkwardly, took back the wooden bowl, and bowed roughly to the two men.

Lu Che looked outside the hall door and confirmed that Chu Huanjun and Song Zhishou were no longer under the willow tree. Then he handed the red cloth that he had been holding in his hand for a long time to Tao Yao.

"Here, write down your wish and hang it on the big willow tree."

Ever since she learned that she and Lu Che had both drawn the best fortune, Tao Yao had been filled with anticipation. She carefully tucked the red cloth into her hand, raised her head to look at Lu Che, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Lu Che, I now believe that the Flower God really does exist, and that he can truly hear people's wishes."

Lu Che quickly pushed her aside and warned her in a low voice, "We already said that you shouldn't ask whether there is a real god in front of a temple. You're breaking this taboo again."

"Oh, ugh, ugh!" Tao Yao cooperated and slapped herself on the mouth three times, then said, "Lu Che, your wish will definitely come true."

Lu Che raised the corners of his mouth and smiled easily: "Yes, it will definitely come true."

Tao Yao patted Lu Che on the shoulder and said, "Come on, let's get a pen and write down our wishes."

The two of them happily went to borrow the Taoist's pen. Tao Yao secretly watched the smile on Lu Che's face. It was a smile that seemed full of happiness, completely different from the bitter smile he often showed her.

Tao Yao was certain that the wish Lu Che had made before the Flower Goddess was about revenge. Even if the road ahead was filled with danger and obstacles, the outcome would surely be what one desired.

Although Lu Che still didn't know how difficult and tortuous the road ahead would be, at least he had a good hope now, which was always good.

Tao Yao was also happy for Lu Che, so when the two of them were about to tie the red cloth strips on the branches, Tao Yao stood on a tall and big rock under the tree and looked for the highest branch on the tree. She said that she must hang Lu Che's wish at the highest place so that the flower god could see it first.

Lu Che smiled nonchalantly beneath the tree, rubbed his nose, and called out to Tao Yao, "Arnold, come down quickly. I can tie it myself."

"How can that be?" Tao Yao lowered her head and made a face at Lu Che. "Making a wish to the gods is a big deal. And you drew a very good fortune. We can't be careless. You must not just find a random place to tie it. I must help you hang your wish high!"

Lu Che pinched the red cloth in his hand and looked down at the small words written on it. Thinking about the good fortune he had just drawn, his heart warmed.

It’s a very good fortune. It’s a very good fortune.

He had believed in the moon and prayed to it countless nights before, but he had never received a response from the Moon God. But now, for the first time, he heard the God's response, which was the most satisfying result.

With this auspicious fortune stick, Lu Che suddenly felt the stagnant air in his chest cleared away in an instant.

Isn’t it just for this moment of relaxation that people believe in and worship God?

Lu Che walked towards Tao Yao and was about to hand over the red cloth in his hand, but Tao Yao slipped and fell off the boulder unexpectedly.

Fortunately, Lu Che was quick-witted and rushed forward like lightning, catching Tao Yao steadily. Otherwise, if Tao Yao fell from such a high rock, her legs would definitely be disabled for several months.

At that moment, a spring breeze blew by, and the soft green branches of the willows gently brushed against Lu Che's nose and brow. In Tao Yao's eyes, Lu Che's face was shrouded in a green mist, vague and unclear. Even his dark green pupils seemed to change color, gradually blending with the emerald green of the willows, a gentle, lush, and alluring spring scene.

He actually looked pretty good, not much worse than Chu Huanjun. Tao Yao thought unconsciously, then felt completely baffled. Why was he comparing the two of them? It was pointless.

Tao Yao quickly jumped out of his arms, and a little embarrassedly tidied her messed-up hair behind her ears. She smiled awkwardly, "Maybe it's because it just rained, and there was water on the stone, making it too smooth. I accidentally slipped..."

Tao Yao paused, then added, "It's a good thing I didn't tie it for you just now. If I had fallen and dropped your red ribbon into the dirt, that would have been blasphemy." As she spoke, Tao Yao scratched the back of her head sheepishly, "Lu Che, you should tie it yourself."

Lu Che nodded, then jumped onto the top of the willow tree like a gust of wind using light skills, and carefully tied the red cloth in his hand to the tall branch that Tao Yao had just chosen.

Tao Yao clapped and cheered under the tree, shouting, "Wow! Lu Che, you're amazing!"

Lu Che lowered his head to look at Tao Yao again, extended his hand toward her, and said, "What about yours? Let me tie them together."

Tao Yao blinked her eyes, quickly hid the red cloth in her hand behind her back, smiled slyly, and said, "Don't they say wishes won't come true if they're spoken out? I was afraid you'd secretly read what I wrote."

Lu Che smiled helplessly, closed his eyes, and said, "I'll close my eyes and tie it. I promise not to read what you wrote."

"Promise not to look?"

"Promise not to watch."

Tao Yao was still debating whether to hand over the red ribbon when her wrist suddenly felt warm. Lu Che had grasped her. He pulled her into his arms and gently pulled her up to the top of the willow tree like a gust of wind.

The thousand-year-old willow trees are lush and green, with thousands of branches intertwined and tangled. The red ribbons that carry the wishes of the people in the world float in this vast ocean of green, coexisting with the unrestrained growth of spring.