Change your fate
The national teacher was appointed by heaven?
Su Fangli was stunned and couldn't help but look at He Hongli.
Their eyes met, and she could clearly see the mocking look in the puppet emperor's eyes.
It is really ironic that a national teacher is more orthodox than the true dragon emperor and is appointed by heaven.
After the imperial physician left, the chief eunuch was dissatisfied but had no legitimate reason to vent his anger. He took away Su Fangli's fortune stick box and did not forget to flatter her in front of the emperor before leaving.
"Your Majesty, this thing caused you to vomit blood. It must be poisonous. I will dispose of it properly."
The fortune stick was covered in blood, and it was the emperor's blood. Even if He Hongli was biased towards Su Fangli, it would not be a good idea to keep it.
He Hongli looked at Su Fangli and said softly, "I'll give you something better."
Su Fangli didn't want to give up the fortune stick tube. After all, it was given to her by He Chenghuan. It was said that he had cut the sticks out of the tree himself, one by one.
"It is most appropriate for my father-in-law to handle this item. I will give it to him when my master comes out of seclusion. He asked me to keep it safe before he went into seclusion."
The eunuch was stunned, and the thing in his hand, Su Fangli, immediately became a hot potato. If this was the Imperial Master's thing, wouldn't the Imperial Master blame him when he saw this?
"Since it belongs to the Imperial Master, it is most appropriate for you, as his disciple, to keep it." The eunuch dropped the sign box in his hand and hurriedly took his leave.
If those people failed to frame her on the first try, they must have had a back-up plan, but it wouldn't be as direct as today. The Imperial Master immediately went into seclusion after bringing her back, not seeing anyone, which gave her the opportunity to act.
However, the only good news is that the imperial physician will reconsider the medicinal diet he provides to the emperor, and that bowl of soup will probably never appear on the emperor's table again.
"You..." He Hongli hesitated.
His pale face was slightly damp with sweat, and his dark pupils were even warmer, because at this moment he was lying there, looking up at her, which reminded Su Fangli of the look he gave her when she fell from the building.
This person has no modern memory, is it from his past life?
No matter what, she couldn't just stand by and watch. Su Fangli thought, I have to help him.
She was so immersed in her own memories that she didn't notice that He Hongli's cheeks were gradually turning red as she was staring at him.
Everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty had recently shown great favor to the newly arrived star official. He would have long conversations with him every day, eat with him, and only release him at night.
"How about this?"
"not good."
"What about this?"
"Fine."
Inside the hall, Su Fangli and He Hongli sat opposite each other, with the table in front of them filled with small statues of people.
He Hongli flipped through the booklet from beginning to end, and if he thought something was good, he would show it to Su Fangli. If Su Fangli nodded, then that person could stay.
A few days passed, and the people around him had changed several times. Many people came to him and advised that the star official seemed to have malicious intentions and should not be tolerated. But He Hongli could not explain why, and inexplicably trusted the female star official in front of him. Even if the female star official wanted to place someone in his position, he would be happy to accept it.
"How about this one?" He Hongli took out another portrait and showed it to Su Fangli.
Su Fangli stopped calculating, sighed inwardly, and looked up.
The portrait showed a handsome man with a scar on his face that made him look extremely fierce.
"Keep it for now." Su Fangli lowered her head and continued writing and drawing.
"What are you drawing?" He Hongli couldn't help but move closer when he saw her concentration. The rice paper covered the entire table. Because it was too long, both ends were on the ground.
There were several discs drawn on the paper, with various unclear symbols marked on them.
"Some things used for divination." Su Fangli said, pressing his forehead.
She was a little troubled by He Hongli's noise, as her train of thought was always interrupted, but outside of here, it was easy for others to discover what she was doing.
Although He Hongli still has no real power now, at least the people around her have been cleared out by her and replaced with upright and loyal palace maids.
Some people were ready to make a move secretly, but because the National Master was in seclusion, they kept their composure, just waiting for the National Master to come out and attack Su Fangli.
"Isn't this my birth date? How did you know that?" He Hongli pointed to a place.
The calligraphy and painting on the paper were messy and disorderly, making it difficult for He Hongli to see clearly. Su Fangli noticed the sudden coldness in He Hongli's tone and thought that if he didn't explain it properly, this person would turn against him and become ruthless.
So she explained, "I calculated it based on your Majesty's horoscope."
She raised her eyes and looked at He Hongli seriously: "I see that your Majesty's fortune is abnormal, as if your destiny has been tampered with. I want to calculate whether it is possible to restore your Majesty's original destiny."
He Hongli leaned forward slightly: "Why."
What why.
"Just think of it as Your Majesty saving my life." Su Fangli said.
He Hongli had clearly misunderstood. He said, "That damn eunuch is clearly framing you. How could I vomit blood just because I touched a lottery stick? Since you didn't intend to kill the king, I will definitely protect you."
He moved closer and couldn't help but hold Su Fangli's hand holding the brush: "I see that you look pale these days, you should take a rest first."
The clear touch under his palm made He Hongli's heart stop.
Before Su Fangli could break free, the other party had already withdrawn, leaving only the faint scent of ambergris.
"The imperial physician has been away for several days. I guess he will bring new medicinal food soon. Your Majesty has not had that soup for the past few days. Is there anything wrong with your health?" Su Fangli asked.
He Hongli raised his hand and pressed his chest, saying, "I feel better now than before. In the past, after drinking the soup, I would feel a tightness in my chest and couldn't help but get angry. Is there really something wrong with the soup? How dare they?"
Su Fangli didn't understand pharmacology; she simply drew her conclusions based on the astronomical chart. She picked up her pen and continued calculating, saying, "By tomorrow at the latest, I'll be able to restore Your Majesty's original destiny. Your Majesty, don't worry."
After saying this, He Hongli actually didn't talk to her anymore. Su Fangli was happy to be quiet, her hands kept moving and she kept muttering calculations.
The rosy lips opened and closed, and from time to time the white teeth bit the lower lip, and the color changed from pink to white, and then back to pink. He Hongli couldn't help but look at it and couldn't move his eyes away.
Su Fangli had done the task of restoring a horoscope before. The first time she discovered that someone's horoscope had been modified with patches, she tried to peel off the covered areas, and it worked immediately.
However, this time the situation was special, and she had to ensure that it was completely removed. This way, even if the Imperial Master came out of seclusion, with the fate of a ruler like hers, she should be able to save her life.
The next day.
Su Fangli and He Hongli faced each other. She placed her hand on his shoulder and said, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to speak up immediately. Don't be patient."
She wasn't sure whether the owner of the horoscope would feel unusual or unbearable when the horoscope was restored, so she could only give a general explanation.
He Hongli's face flushed. The force on his shoulder wasn't heavy, but it held him still. He nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I understand."
Su Fangli sat down, picked up the star map he had drawn, confirmed the position, and began to try to restore the covered part.
The eighth house rules power relationships.
He Hongli's eighth house is the Sun, which is influenced by Neptune and in conflict with Saturn, resulting in a situation of being "manipulated and suppressed". His personal power is restricted by others and he has difficulty in being free.
The covered edge is very obvious. According to He Hongli's horoscope calculated by Su Fangli, Pluto should be the main star here, indicating that he has strong control and can not only control his own destiny, but also rule a group.
Therefore, Sukukata Ri decided to deal with the Eighth Palace first.
She focused on looking at the star disk above He Hongli's head, moving it bit by bit along the covered edge, concentrating all her attention, focusing all her energy on that extremely tiny gap.
"You're bleeding!"
He Hongli's face flushed with anger because of Su Fangli's focused gaze, and he didn't dare to look any longer. He heard Su Fangli's suddenly heavier breathing, and when he looked up, he found that two thin red lines suddenly appeared under the nose of the woman in front of him!
Su Fangli's face was pale, but his eyes were focused and deep, and he didn't care at all that his blood had soaked his chest.
"Don't..." He Hongli was about to get up when he suddenly remembered what Su Fangli had specifically told him that morning. During the ceremony, unless he felt unwell, he must not move to prevent the ceremony from continuing.
He looked at Su Fangli and saw two lines of blood and tears flowing from the corners of her eyes. He pressed his chest and felt the pain there.
He's in so much pain, can we stop the ceremony?
"Stop." He Hongli couldn't help but say. He supported his body and was about to stand up when he suddenly felt that the force that was restraining and suppressing him disappeared.
He looked at his palm in shock, a very mysterious feeling flowing through his tendons, veins and blood vessels.
Not far away, the woman in white suddenly collapsed.
"What's wrong with you?" He Hongli rushed over to support Su Fangli's fallen body. Her face was completely pale, and the faint traces of blood at the corners of her eyes, nose and lips were already half dried. He Hongli touched her nose with a trembling hand, turned around and shouted, "Quickly call the imperial physician!"
"Your Majesty." A voice approached. He Hongli withdrew his gaze and turned his head. "Why is it you?"
The imperial physician was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "I have come to take your Majesty's pulse."
"Change someone." He Hongli ordered. Someone appeared in the corner and pulled the old doctor away. The old doctor struggled: "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. I will go back and study medical classics day and night and find a better prescription for nourishing the body, Your Majesty."
He Hongli then noticed that behind the imperial physician was a palace maid carrying a tray. On the tray was a small bowl, still steaming.
"No need. I'm in good health and fine." He didn't have the heart to deal with this man now. He just waved his hand, and the guards half-dragged and half-pulled the old doctor away.
He Hongli returned to the bedroom and looked at Su Fangli who was still unconscious on the dragon bed, his brows furrowed even more tightly.
Changing one's fate would actually cost such a huge price? If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have changed it.
"If you have any good medicine or prescription, prepare it quickly," He Hongli ordered. "If the star official doesn't wake up, you will all be buried with him."
He looked gloomy, and accidentally saw his ugly face in the bronze mirror. He was slightly stunned and covered his face, not wanting her to see him like this.
He Hongli walked out of the inner room and a eunuch hurried into the hall.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master has emerged from confinement!"
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