"What exactly do you mean by 'suitable', Madam? It would be helpful if you could be more specific."

"I want my daughter to have a good future, including her status, abilities, personality, and character. I want her to be able to marry someone who will not mistreated her and who will have a loving and harmonious marriage."

"If you can only choose from these few people, this one has a higher overall score. In addition, I also see that your daughter will meet a more outstanding, suitable and loving man in the future. Marriage is never in a hurry, and time will prove all the answers."

How far into the future is?

"Three years later."

“We believe in the master, Fia, you go back to your room first.” The lady sent her youngest daughter away, leaving only Yan Shi and herself.

"Does Madam have something to say?"

"I want to know how much longer my husband will live?"

"I'm sorry, madam, I can only tell fortunes about marriage."

Does a fleeting romance count as a marriage?

"This... I guess it counts."

"Let's say it was the last day of his fleeting affair."

Yan Shi: Can you please not make things difficult for me?

"I need your husband's hair and name." The lady immediately took out a box containing hair, nails, and other items, as well as a wad of silk. Yan Shi seriously suspected that the silk was contaminated with something strange, and even began to dislike the hair in his hand.

This was her first time doing this kind of calculation, so she could only go with her gut feeling.

Before the piece of paper with her name on it sank to the bottom, she vaguely saw something, but it was very blurry and too fragmented to grasp the key information.

Yan Shi tried hard to recall and finally discovered some details.

"May I see a recent photo of your husband?" She needed to confirm.

After seeing the photo, she was certain that she had seen it correctly.

"Based on the lady's description, the answer I received was 1 to 2 years."

"So fast?" The lady was slightly surprised, but showed no sadness.

"Is there anything else you would like to know, Madam?"

"No, thank you for your hard work, Master. This is a token of my appreciation." The lady handed over something wrapped in silk, a golden corner of which was revealed when the wind blew.

Yan Shi took it; it was much heavier than he had imagined.

"Thank you, Madam. May you be well."