Transmigrating into a short-lived cannon fodder, she beat the son of destiny to pieces

After Qi Yanzhi left the mansion, he mounted his horse and immediately saw the carriage that Qi Lin had prepared at the mansion gate.

Among them, many servants, under Qi Lin's command, carried coffee tables, various storybooks and fruit snacks into the carriage.

He had also heard about the emperor openly swapping wives.

Originally, he felt a little sympathy for Qi Lin in his heart, but now looking at the situation, it was not entirely bad.

It can be said that this elder brother of his has turned a disaster into a blessing.

Returning to himself, thinking of the lingering figure in his mind, Qi Yanzhi felt warm in his heart, and immediately whipped the horse and galloped towards the Huguo Temple.

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When Sui Ning opened the curtain of the sedan chair, she saw Qi Lin sitting upright and reading a book. Looking at the decoration in the sedan chair, she secretly felt that Qi Lin knew how to enjoy life.

Feeling Sui Ning's gaze, Qi Lin's Adam's apple rolled, and his lowered eyes were full of emotion.

He put down the scroll in his hand and explained, "I'm sorry to have you rush back from the manor at such short notice. It's just that Master Zhunpin is well-known, and my grandmother..."

Sui Ning expressed her understanding, "Master Qi, I understand. Before the divorce, I was still a wife of the Qi family. I will do my part."

Feeling Sui Ning's obviously cold and distant tone, Qi Lin felt very uncomfortable.

She is cold and aloof, and she is very beautiful.

He was attracted by her appearance when he first saw her, but now he desperately wanted to see something else on her face.

At least don't keep him at a distance like you are doing now.

He pursed his lips slightly, clenched one hand slightly, and said what was buried in his heart.

"Actually, you don't need to be so reserved. I thought we were at least friends now."

Sui Ning looked at him without saying anything.

But those eyes were clear, as if they could see through everything, including the selfish thoughts that he dared not express out loud at this moment.

Qi Lin pretended to be calm and continued, "The emperor has many eyes and ears, so I have to ask you to call me husband."

"Ah."

It was reasonable, and even though Sui Ning felt it was a little inappropriate, she couldn't refuse.

Seeing that the carriage had fallen silent again, Qi Lin asked, "Did you receive the ginseng I asked Qi An to send? Is your foot injury healed now?"

Sui Ning nodded. "It's just a minor sprain. It's no longer a problem. As for the ginseng..."

Seeing that it is of good age, it would be a waste to just give it to her like this.

But Qi Lin seemed to know what she would say. Before she could finish her words, he spoke first: "You are still my wife now, so it is only natural for me to give you what you want."

"Besides, ginseng is just a dead thing. Even if the Qi Mansion doesn't have anything else, it still has plenty of ginseng."

After hearing what was said, it was impossible to refute anything. Although no one broke the window paper, both of them knew what Qi Lin was thinking.

Looking at the fruit snacks that Qi Lin had just pushed over to her, Sui Ning began to feel annoyed.

I was thinking of just saying it directly. Even though it might be embarrassing, it's better than being stuck in the middle like now.

However, just as this thought came to his mind, he saw Qi Lin, who had been trying to find topics to talk about, had now closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

This forced Sui Ning to swallow the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

This wave of operations also stunned Liu Liu, who was watching the whole process.

Qi Lin speaks reasonably and acts with moderation, and it's hard to find any fault with him. He must have met his match!

At this moment, Qi Yanzhi, who had arrived at the Huguo Temple on horseback first, looked at the queue number in his hand and felt like he was going crazy for a moment.

He actually believed what Madam Qi said and entrusted his lifelong affairs to the hands of some so-called eminent monk.

Which eminent monk who is free from all desires and full of compassion would, like this master who prevents poverty, so openly charge a meeting fee from pilgrims?

After a lot of effort, it was his turn. Under the guidance of the young monk, he finally met the legendary charlatan.

Who knew that just as he sat down and took a sip of tea, he heard someone say across from him, "Seeking divination and fortune-telling is a matter of revealing the secrets of heaven. Asking for marriage is one hundred taels per divination."

Qi Yanzhi:!!!

This is crazy because of poverty!

Although he didn't need the hundred taels, it didn't sound reliable.

Qi Yanzhi's expression remained normal and he didn't say much.

But the master of poverty prevention seemed to have read his mind and said calmly: "If you think it is too expensive, you can turn left when you leave. I will not see you off."

"But before I leave, I'd like to trouble you to settle the tea fee. A cup of tea is ten taels of silver."

Fortunately, Qi Yanzhi had received a good education, so he was able to restrain himself from swearing.

He took out a hundred taels of silver and handed it to the other party. After the poverty-control master repeatedly confirmed it, he cleared his throat and said:

"Don't bother looking at it. You are destined to be alone. Your parents died young, and you have no close relationship with your brothers. As for marriage, forget it."

Qi Yanzhi's brows knitted tightly together as he immediately retorted, "You haven't even done any divination yet, how do you know? Are you a con man who specializes in scams?"

The poverty prevention master was immediately unhappy when his authority was questioned.

"You little brat, I never tell lies. How dare you say that what I just said is wrong?"

Qi Yanzhi was suddenly choked and unable to refute.

"Since you are a man of great virtue, I will give you a fortune telling. I hope your future will be smooth."

Qi Yanzhi was stunned and didn't say anything.

After a long while, he finally sat back down and said, "I don't ask about anything else, I only ask about fate. Is it true that... there is no future for her and me?"

He never believed that he and Sui Ning were not destined to be together.

"You kid still don't give up." The poverty prevention master shook his head helplessly, and finally had to let him stretch out his hand.

As a result, he really discovered something strange when he took a look. "How weird! This shouldn't be the case!"

"But is there a turning point?" Qi Yanzhi asked expectantly.

The Poverty Prevention Master nodded and said, "There is indeed another secret, but that is a different price."

Qi Yanzhi: ...

Then, he silently took out two hundred taels of silver from his pocket and placed it on the table.

The master of poverty prevention hurriedly placed the banknotes carefully into the wooden box, and then began to tell the story.

"According to your original destiny, you should have been separated from all your relatives and died alone, but for some reason, there is a faint red thread that seems to be hanging over your marriage."

"Do you have a crush on someone recently?"

Faced with the questions from the poverty prevention master, Qi Yanzhi nodded shyly.

"But even though you two have a red line, it's not strong and could disappear at any time."

Qi Yanzhi, who was originally feeling happy, felt his heart suddenly rise to his throat when he heard this.

He looked a little anxious and asked hurriedly, "Is there any way to strengthen it? Any amount of silver is not a problem."

"Of course there is a way. The road to your marriage has been a bit bumpy, but as long as you stick to your heart and move forward courageously, you will have the ending you want. This is one of them."

"Secondly, I can strengthen the red thread of your marriage to ensure that it is foolproof, but it is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task..." The Master of Preventing Poverty looked a little embarrassed.

Without a second thought, Qi Yanzhi immediately slammed all the remaining 700 taels of silver notes on the table and asked arrogantly, "Is this enough?"

If that's not enough, he still has some salary over the years...

"Enough, enough, enough!" The master of poverty prevention immediately counted the silver bills with golden eyes and promised solemnly,

"It's just about strengthening the marriage, leave it to me. I will definitely weld the donor's marriage thread tightly with iron wire!"

Just like that, Qi Yanzhi still had a faint smile on his face when he left the house for the last time.

It is hard to tell whether he convinced himself or the words of the poverty prevention master just now convinced him.

At this moment, he only felt that his heart was burning. He now urgently wanted to see Sui Ning and ask her what she was thinking.

In the Zen room, Master Zhunpin was happily counting the stack of silver bills in his hand.

I’m rich, I’m rich!

The first point he had just said to Qi Yanzhi was true, but the second point was imposed by him.

But it seems that the boy is not short of money. It would be a waste not to get such a big victim. It would be better to give him a good deal than to give others a good deal.