The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

In the evening, there was some light rain in the sky.Wumei took orders from Sanqing, followed Xuanlong all the way down the mountain, and returned to the palace.Sanqing himself was not with them.

On the way, Wumei asked Xuanlong: "Is that in your family originally surnamed Li?"

Xuanlong was stunned.He naturally knew that Hua Jue was an outcast, and he only glanced at Fenghuang's original name after he came back from the ransom, and didn't pay much attention to it. He only remembered that it seemed to be Li Fenqiu.

He asked: "What was the original name, and did it influence Master Sanqing to see a doctor for him?"

Wumei stared at him and shook his head: "It doesn't matter. It's just that the national teacher has been ill recently and couldn't come with the prince. Please forgive me. I'll take a look instead and report back to him. These things are just according to the usual practice. Just ask."

Sanqing was not putting on airs, but was really at the end of his physical condition and couldn't afford it.When Wumei went to visit him these few days, he could almost see the dead air on his body.

Sanqing opened his sleeves to show him that a large black-blue patch appeared on his right hand, his whole arm was stiff and hardened, and he could no longer move, and this situation was gradually spreading to his whole body: "I have been gone for about a few days. The time may be earlier, logically... the person in Ziyang Palace should have a way to cure his illness, but it doesn't work for some reason. If I can't find out the reason before the ninth day of the lunar new year, then there is nothing I can do to help."

Wumei asked sharply: "What do you mean that person should have a way?"

Sanqing said kindly: "I will tell you later."

"How do you tell me? You are about to die, will you tell me in a dream?" Wumei stared at him.

Sanqing smiled: "Yes, I will tell you in a dream. If you and I are destined, maybe you will meet the reincarnated me in the future."

After a while, he said again in a low voice: "That young master named Hua Jue... I will meet him in person in a few days. But not now."

Wumei didn't believe him.Sanqing has the skills of calling the wind and calling the rain, and summoning the sky to move, but life, old age, sickness and death are not easy. Whether there is a way to hell in the world is another matter. How can he control his own reincarnation?

But he didn't say anything, and went down the mountain as usual to see Hua Jue.

In the past few days, Xiaofenghuang and Hua Dabao listened to Xuanlong's words, and intentionally controlled Huajue not to sleep all the time. When they had the opportunity, they used a modified small car to push him around. After Huajue felt uncomfortable for a while , the situation seems to be slightly better than before.Hua Jue sometimes wants them to leave him alone, anyway, if he wants to watch Xiao Fenghuang's life, the end result is bound to be his imminent death, so it's better to give him a good time and let him burp sooner.

But he saw Xiao Fenghuang's sad look, and asked him to self-criticize all day long, so he shut up, thinking that all the foolish guys he raised were stupid, and each one was more stupid than the other.

He thought he was waiting to die all day long, but Xuanlong came over again: "I... found a doctor to see a doctor for you."

Hua Jue looked up at him, and then avoided his gaze: "...no need."

Xuanlong insisted: "Take a look."

Hua Jue glanced behind him from a distance, and picked Wumei, who was tightly wrapped up, out of the crowd.Hua Jue was worried that she couldn't find a way to refuse, but now she finally chose a reason: "I should find a doctor when I am sick, not a Taoist priest."

Xuanlong took a deep breath: "It's from Sanqing National Teacher, you trust me, let him show you."

Hua Jue saw that he was very persistent and had no other choice, so she didn't refuse again.It's just that he thought that Wumei had seen him twice and heard his voice, so he asked to put a screen between them.

Wumei came here to inquire about the situation, and she didn't know any medical skills. She just examined his pulse in a decent manner for a while, and then said calmly: "Can I let you take a look at the young master's true face? A certain one has seen the young master's complexion. Only [-]% of the disease can be estimated to become [-]%."

What Hua Jue did was to cover up her own intentions, how could she let this kid succeed.He withdrew his hand and shook his head at the person next to him.Hua Dabao observed the words and expressions, and said: "My brother is tired, so he can't do it."

Xuanlong at the side said: "Yes."

Hua Jue glanced at him, got up and left the seat without saying a word, ready to leave.Xuan Long caught up and grabbed his hand, and said in a low voice: "This is not the time for you to be petty."

Why can't he let him die smoothly?

Hua Jue felt a little sullen due to her resistance to Xuanlong these days, but Xuanlong forcefully pulled him back, put him in front of the seat, and asked him to remove the screen.Neither of them looked at each other, Hua Jue struggled for a few times and didn't break free, sulking with all her heart, but Xuan Long seemed to be a bit broken, no matter how he reacted, I just hope that he can see the illness safely.

When Wumei saw Hua Jue's true face for the first time, she was really amazed.The lingering sense of familiarity that surrounded his mind before appeared again: he felt very much like Sanqing.

Rather, if Sanqing was not sick and could show his true colors to others, then Hua Jue's appearance would be what Wumei imagined Sanqing should look like.

It's just too weird.

Wumei said calmly again: "Young master, let's talk, how does your body feel, do you have many dreams, do you have night sweats?"

Wumei had heard his voice before, and Hua Jue pointed to her throat as soon as she spoke, she shook her head slightly, then found a piece of paper, and wrote two words "no" on it.

Xuanlong didn't say anything this time, but frowned slightly on one side.

Is it really speechless or trying to cover up?Wumei thought about it carefully, and suddenly stood up and asked the people around him: "I wonder if you can let me and the young man talk alone?"

He glanced at Hua Jue, and said slowly, "My lord seems...not willing to cooperate. Please persuade me."

As he wished, everyone was very convinced by the people sent by Sanqing, Xuanlong closed the door for them, and then stood outside the door, unable to tell what it was like.

He and Hua Jue had been in a cold war for many days, and it was Hua Jue's unilateral.These days were not easy for him. First, Hua Jue refused to take a good medical treatment, and faced his illness coldly as if wishing to die. Every time he went to persuade him, he had to quarrel. On the other hand, he heard the news, Lin Heyuan was punished by the Holy Master for his defeat and reduced to common people.It was rumored that the line that supported the second prince Lin Yu heard that the matter of the crown prince was about to be decided, and wanted to bite back crazily, with the purpose of killing Xuanlong and the others.Someone has already made a statement, impeaching Xuanlong for colluding with the Jiangling city lord to gain power together, which seems to have an unruly intention.

Jiang Ling can't stay longer, but is Hua Jue willing to go back to Beijing with him?

He used to think that he was willing, but now he didn't know, and... didn't know, whether his sweetheart could survive this severe winter.

In the current situation of such turmoil, maybe it would be a good thing for him not to follow him, so as not to be implicated.

Xuanlong sighed softly.Not long after he left the house, a subordinate walked over and knelt down to present a roster: "My lord, this is the roster record of the playboy you want in the band in the past."

"Destroy, tell his parents, he changed his name to Huajue." Xuanlong said.

"Understood." The subordinate nodded, and suddenly handed over another item with some hesitation, "There is also... the old things of Playboy in the band, look at it, my lord..."

Xuanlong was a little surprised when he heard his strange tone, but when he took a look, it was a crumpled note: "I'm leaving, something went wrong this time, try again next time." winter jasmine.

It was the note that Hua Jue left before she escaped from the band, to prevent Xiao Fenghuang from finding her when she came back.At that time, he planned to leave this illusion directly, but he didn't expect to find a way, so he gave up.Xiao Fenghuang was also found later, Hua Jue forgot about it, and did not have time to clean up before entering the palace.

However, such a few short words are especially suspicious in the eyes of others.Xuanlong's subordinates were going to cancel Fenghuang's name this time. According to the prince's intention, they wanted the young man to change his name and surname to clean up his past.

Something went wrong this time, what's the problem?

What is he going to do?

Xuanlong finally had to face this problem again: the origin of his sweetheart is unknown, and his background and purpose have not been found out so far.Xuanlong pretended not to know at first, waiting for the day when Hua Jue took the initiative to explain to him, but after waiting and waiting, Hua Jue got farther and farther away from him.

Xuanlong put the piece of paper into his sleeve, and tore it off with one hand calmly: "I see. Go do your own thing."

In the room, Wumei opened his mouth to talk to Hua Jue, and asked directly: "Young Master Hua, were you the one who sold me Phoenix Tears that day?"

Hua Jue blinked and continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Wumei adjusted her voice a little softer, and said curiously: "So, you were the one who wrote the horoscope to me that day? You don't have to worry, I just asked, and I always feel that this is a bit of a coincidence. At the same time It's a fortune teller and the top player in the music workshop...Young master is really very elegant."

Hua Jue was unmoved, he already knew what kind of character Wumei is in reality, this little guy must be planning something when he showed his innocent side.Knowing that he was talking nonsense, Hua Jue shook her head with a smile, and still pointed to her throat, indicating that her voice was hoarse.

Wumei sighed, and said persuasively: "Since the young master doesn't say anything, I won't force it. It's just that you are so sick, don't you want the national teacher to take a look at it for you?"

Hua Jue tilted her head and smiled, took a pen and wrote a few words and pushed them in front of him. Wumei saw her, but suddenly found that she had nothing to say.

What Hua Jue wrote was: "I just want to die."

Hua Jue raised her eyebrows, and seeing Wumei's obviously shrunken look, secretly felt a little amused.There was no reason to continue the conversation until this point, he had the cheek to deny it, and Wumei couldn't do anything about him, so he got up and said goodbye.

Hua Jue watched Wumei go out, coughed a few times, climbed onto the bed, wrapped herself up, and took a comic book in front of her eyes.Not long after, he heard the door being pushed open again, and the comic book in his hand was pulled away with a swipe and put aside.

Hua Jue looked up and saw that it was Xuanlong.

"Do you have to do this?" Xuanlong asked coldly.

Yep, that's the beginning again.In the past few days, Hua Jue had choked on him lukewarmly several times, and the more she talked, the more tired she became, so she simply ignored him.He wrapped himself up a little tighter and remained silent, but Xuanlong lifted his quilt and forcibly pulled him up.

Now he didn't care whether Hua Jue was in pain or not, Hua Jue was caught off guard, and whispered "Ah", just as he opened his mouth, he was blocked by Xuan Long's lips and tongue.

It was a long-lost kiss.The movements of Xuanlong's hands were somewhat rough, but the kiss was gentle and careful. The hand holding his arm slowly relaxed, supporting his back and protecting the back of his head.Hua Jue turned her head to hide, but Xuanlong didn't even give him the slightest chance, and just wanted to possess him deeply.The kiss was completely dominated by the other party, but Hua Jue seemed to smell a little panic from it, as if confirming his existence, she couldn't leave it, couldn't let it go.

The breath is familiar, and the embrace is still warm.Hua Jue wanted to cry again, but when Xuan Long let go of him, she didn't know what to say for a while.

Xuanlong whispered: "Hua Jue."

Hua Jue let out a "hmm".

"Don't be angry with me, okay?" Xuanlong hugged him, gently rubbing the corners of his eyes, "Tell me the truth, what happened?"

Hua Jue was silent for a while: "I...it's nothing, I'm just sick."

"If you are sick, then you should treat it well." Xuanlong tried his best to keep his voice steady, "You are obedient."

Hua Jue didn't say a word.

"Don't say the word dead casually." Xuanlong repeated again, "You are obedient, I will never attack you again, and I can't make fun of my own life, you know? Take good care of yourself, don't Waiting for others to worry about it.”

Hua Jue was so messed up by his kiss, she felt uncomfortable, and just wanted to let him go quickly: "I see. Don't worry, I don't need you to worry about me in the future."

"Hua Jue." Xuanlong called him firmly, and then there was no sound.After a while, Hua Jue looked up, but quickly looked away.

Seeing the faint smile on Xuanlong's face, he felt blocked: "Tell me, who are you?"

Hua Jue listened blankly.

Xuanlong took a deep breath: "Where is the real Feng Huang? Have you killed anyone?"

Silence filled the room.

Hua Jue reluctantly said: "I am Feng Huang, what are you talking about?"

"You are not." Xuanlong looked firmly into his eyes, his expression was still gentle, it seemed that there were some subtle and undetectable emotions, which were skipped all at once. "I wanted to wait for the day you took the initiative to tell me."

Hua Jue took a deep breath and became flustered: "I...I didn't..."

"Then tell me, what was your original name? It's not the word Huajue, it's the original name you had with your father's surname before you entered Huanguan." Xuanlong asked, "What is it?"

Hua Jue was dumb.Little Phoenix never told him his original name, and Hua Jue had never heard of it before, so naturally he couldn't answer it.

If it is reversed according to fate, Xiao Fenghuang's surname is either Li or Liu.Hua Jue gritted her teeth, and slowly replied, "Li..."

Xuan Long raised his head and listened quietly, without realizing that there was some hope in his brows: "Li what?"

Hua Jue was silent for a long time and did not answer him.

Ultimately, he gave up.

"I don't know." Hua Jue said, "You're right, I'm not Fenghuang, I was just a fortune teller."