Return to Beijing
Su Fangli has been taken away from Yunchuan City.
She lay unconsciously in Cen Xiaying's arms. The bag she had been carrying was taken off and opened. He Xuanli took the tarot cards he usually used and examined them repeatedly in his hand.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked, pulling out a chopstick.
Cen Xiaying took a look and said, "According to what Miss Fang said before, it's for fortune-telling."
"Shake the hexagrams," He Xuanli repeated. He raised the chopsticks and examined them carefully in the sunlight. As expected, he saw symbols engraved on both ends of the chopsticks. He had a photographic memory and recognized them as the symbols he had drawn on the scrolls before.
It's the same divination item.
He had never seen such a divination technique before, and it was definitely not something that could be found in Dongchang Kingdom. He Xuanli already believed 90% of the guidance in his dream.
He Xuanli's gaze fell on Su Fangli who was still unconscious.
The girl's eyes were serene, and she leaned obediently in Cen Xiaying's arms. Her skin was as white as cream, and her whole figure was made even more petite and fair by the black-clad Cen Xiaying standing behind her. She swayed gently with the swaying of the carriage, her pale pink lips slightly parted, as if exhaling a sweet breath, and as she swayed, the gazes of those around her swayed with her.
Fang Mingyuan came from a family of scholars, and their family tradition was one of integrity and strictness, so they would never touch the art of divination. It seemed that this person was no longer the Fang Li from before, but a spirit from another world that he had attracted by changing his fate according to the guidance of heaven.
He Xuanli took out the tortoise shell he usually used and told fortunes for himself.
The more he divined, the more solemn his expression became. After each divination, he would look up at Su Fangli deeply.
Cen Xiaying also noticed this. He sighed in his heart, thinking that it would not be so easy to get away with it today.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Fangli finally regained some consciousness from the chaos.
Her body felt weak and her head felt dizzy. She struggled to open her eyes and saw the man in white sitting opposite her.
The carriage was not big, and you could touch the person opposite you by just raising your hand.
"Awake," He Xuanli said softly. He had already put away his tortoise shell and was fiddling with Su Fangli's Tarot cards.
He handed a wooden sign to Su Fangli and asked, "What does this sign mean?"
-Eight of Swords
The Eight of Swords card shows a woman tied up and surrounded by eight swords, meaning she is trapped.
It was the same situation as her now, but Su Fangli didn't know who He Xuanli drew the card for or what question he asked.
She narrowed her eyes and subconsciously leaned back, only to bump into something with the back of her head. She looked up and saw Cen Xiaying, dressed in black soft armor. She was lying in Cen Xiaying's arms, and he was looking at her with a half-smile.
Su Fangli suddenly remembered what he said when he left.
-"Come back to the capital to find me and my daughter."
So that's what it means.
"say."
Su Fangli felt a pain on her face, and He Xuanli pinched her chin with two cold fingers, forcing her to look at him.
With Cen Xiaying's chest pressed against his back, he had nowhere to retreat. He could only close his eyes and forcefully say, "What do you mean by this?"
"Fang Li, don't you want to go home and visit?" He Xuanli said in a gloomy tone.
"This doesn't look like the road to Fangjia Village." Su Fangli said.
He Xuanli smiled and said, "I know you are not Fang Li, nor are you from this world." So there is no need to pretend anymore.
Su Fangli's body stiffened. Because she was close to Cen Xiaying behind her, she could feel that the man behind her also tensed up when he heard these words.
She tried to look at He Xuanli's face, and found that it was no longer as blurry as before. The man's eyebrows and eyelashes were pure white, and his pupils were a light pink. He looked otherworldly and cold, not like an ordinary person.
The national teacher Taiweizi.
This name suddenly popped up in her mind. Was her time travel related to him?
"Master Imperial Preceptor." Her tone was doubtful, but her expression was certain. Seeing He Xuanli nod, she continued, "Master Imperial Preceptor wants to take me back to the capital? But what's the matter?"
Without waiting for He Xuanli's answer, she hugged her stomach and frowned exaggeratedly, "Can you stop for a moment? My stomach hurts a little."
He Xuanli frowned at her artificial expression and glanced at Cen Xiaying. Cen Xiaying knocked on the carriage, and the carriage slowly stopped.
"Keep an eye on her." He Xuanli said coldly.
It was getting dark outside, and Su Fangli walked around casually. The people behind her didn't urge her, but just followed her.
There was a blur of light in the distance. Su Fangli looked in that direction, stopped, turned to look at Cen Xiaying, and hesitated while holding her stomach, "Can you turn around?"
If anyone else were here, they would definitely not listen to her and avoid her, but now it was Cen Xiaying who was looking at her, and Su Fangli had a hunch that the other party would listen.
Cen Xiaying raised her eyebrows and moved her mouth.
He was amused. The woman in front of him had a frank, eager look in her eyes. Her face clearly said, "I'm going to run away! I'll run away as soon as you turn around!" But he still turned around and obeyed.
Su Fangli walked a few steps with her back to him. Seeing that he didn't look back, she said, "Don't peek." Then she walked to an area with dense bushes.
Cen Xiaying heard her footsteps, which she tried to lower deliberately but sounded like thunder in his ears, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
He chuckled and shook his head: "I'm going to be killed by you this time." There was a doting tone in his voice that he himself didn't even realize.
Su Fangli walked faster and faster, then broke into a jog. She glanced back, and saw that everything behind her was dark. Surprisingly, Cen Xiaying hadn't caught up with her.
The chance to escape was rare, so she turned left and right, her heart almost beating out of her chest.
Su Fangli walked through the woods and gradually approached the place where there was faint light.
It's an inn.
As soon as I approached, a waiter came over enthusiastically to solicit customers.
"Miss, would you like to stay at our hotel?" The waiter, seeing that she was alone, remained calm and warmly greeted her, "We have excellent food and wine, and our rooms are spacious and comfortable."
Su Fangli looked up at the waiter's head. The sky had darkened, and the star chart was a little blurry. She took a few steps closer.
"Are you still hesitating?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, the waiter took a few steps closer and said, "Our inn is the only one within a ten-mile radius. It's freezing cold, so don't hesitate."
Su Fangli finally saw the star chart above the waiter's head clearly.
Mercury in the 12th house, conjunct Neptune, suggests a person who is adept at disguising themselves and speaking falsely. Outwardly attentive and submissive, they harbor hidden scheming. Furthermore, Pluto and Mars are both afflicted, making them ruthless and unscrupulous in their pursuit of wealth, even taking lives for pleasure.
Black shop.
Su Fang Li Xin mentioned this, her expression unchanged: "In that case, I will go and report to my master. Do you have a few vacant rooms in your inn? I'll see if I can accommodate you."
The waiter was stunned and looked behind her. "They are empty. There are more than a dozen available."
"Okay, I'll go and pick up my master." Su Fangli said, taking a few steps back and pretending to leave. The waiter became suspicious and was about to speak.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves and wheels could be heard in the dark night sky behind him.
The waiter made a gesture with his hands behind his back, still smiling and slightly bowing, and looked towards the source of the voice with Su Fangli.
A familiar carriage clattered over and stopped in front of Su Fangli. The curtain was lifted, and He Xuanli got out. He looked Su Fangli up and down and said, "Does your stomach feel better now?"
Su Fangli pursed her lips and said nothing. The waiter came closer enthusiastically and saw that the carriage was not big and there were no more than five people including the coachman. His smile became even wider.
"How many guests are there? I'll take this little horse to the back for you to feed and water."
Seeing that He Xuanli seemed to want to stay here, Su Fangli opened her mouth, not knowing whether to tell him about the star map she had seen.
She took a step back and turned around, only to find that Cen Xiaying had not followed her.
Su Fangli walked to the carriage and raised her hand to open the curtain.
Cen Xiaying opened her eyes when she heard the voice, "Miss Fang."
As he turned his head, a half-dried bloodstain appeared in Su Fangli's sight.
Swish—Su Fangli lowered the curtain. Was he punished by the Imperial Master? The bloodstain was dark red. Su Fangli thought for a moment, then pulled out a handkerchief from his bosom, opened the curtain, and threw it at Cen Xiaying.
"Follow me." He Xuanli ordered, "There are two upper rooms, you and I share one."
He walked in front and went straight up the stairs. Su Fangli deliberately kept a certain distance from him. He Xuanli sat on the bed, and she sat in front of the dressing table.
The woman in the mirror looked alert and secretly looked through the mirror at the man in white behind her.
He Xuanli took out a round plate of unknown material from his sleeve, lowered his head and painted with his wrist, speaking confidently as he painted.
"A person's character and destiny can be clearly seen through their face." He Xuanli didn't even raise his head. "Miss, have you ever seen your face? You are truly extremely wealthy."
Su Fangli was stunned and subconsciously looked at the star chart above his head.
The Moon in the 12th house, conjunct Neptune, symbolizes loneliness and seclusion. The individual's emotions are hidden, rarely finding true support. Rather than prosperity and wealth, this horoscope suggests a sense of loneliness and coldness, akin to a "forbidden star," destined for a life of solitude.
This is her modern horoscope.
If the original body was really the daughter of the Prime Minister and was engaged to the Crown Prince, her fate would naturally be one of wealth and prosperity.
The Imperial Master had previously changed Fang Li's fate, and presumably this was the one he changed, causing the entire family of the original owner to be executed and exiled to the frontier.
…
A thought flashed through Su Fangli's mind, and her breathing stopped.
It turns out that this is what the national teacher changed!
She had once calculated Fang Li's horoscope. The eight characters He Chenghuan gave her were very similar to her own, with only slight differences in the time and place of birth.
Su Fangli couldn't help but hold her breath.
Could it be that the Imperial Master had altered Fang Li's fate to match his own, causing her to travel through time? If that were the case, if she wanted to return to the modern era, would she only need to change her birthdate...
A cold hand suddenly landed on her shoulder, and Su Fangli's heart skipped a beat. The hand was icy cold, faintly touching the side of her neck, like a piece of ice, freezing her blood and chilling her entire body.
Su Fangli collected her thoughts, breathed steadily, and looked up at He Xuanli's extraordinary face.
The man's meaningful voice rang in her ears: "Girl, do you see anything?"
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