Wedding Star
The pink one is embroidered with butterflies, and the blue one is embroidered with curling grass patterns. The two sachets are placed next to each other, just like butterflies resting on a vine.
"this……"
They are obviously a couple.
No wonder Fang Bao was so eager to snatch it. It turned out that he had collected one a long time ago.
The sachet in Aunt Fang's hand was like a hot potato. She didn't know what to do with it and could only look to Su Fangli for help.
Su Fangli took the sachet and handed it to He Chenghuan, saying, "Is this what you came to Fangjia Village for?"
He Chenghuan didn't answer, but carefully examined the tree hole where Fang Bao had hidden his things. It was filled with many odds and ends, all of them brightly colored.
"Where did it pick this up?" He Chenghuan didn't have much expectation when he asked. It would be fine if it was really picked up by a child, but what can a goose say?
Aunt Fang was afraid that this person would not give up until he achieved his goal, so she said seriously, "Maybe it's in the mountains? Fang Bao usually likes to play in the mountains."
"There is still dried mud on this sachet. Could it have been picked up from the river?" Su Fangli continued.
After hearing this, Aunt Fang actually remembered something. She slapped her thigh and said, "Could it be that time? Fang Bao used to run out all day and come back covered in mud. I hit him several times, but he didn't listen. He must have picked it up there during the flood this year."
He Chenghuan knew about the flood. The news said that the exiled team was buried by the rocks caused by the flood.
Sure enough, it's nearby.
He looked at Aunt Fang and asked, "Can you take me down there to have a look?"
His expressionless face looked rather menacing. Aunt Fang was stunned, not daring to look at him. She could only laugh dryly and try to delay, trying to think of other words to reject him. Who knew if he didn't find the person, would he turn against her and kill her?
"I'll take you there." Su Fangli said.
She sighed inwardly. If anything, today's incident was caused by her.
But in this case, we can't get rid of this person today.
He Chenghuan: "You also know that location?"
Su Fangli hummed, then added, "I was also washed away when the flood came. To be honest, I know the place better than any of them."
He Chenghuan's eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't expect her to say that. He glanced at Su Fangli.
It looks like it's nothing serious.
At this point, Su Fangli did not stay any longer. She said goodbye to Aunt Fang and left with He Chenghuan.
Aunt Fang wanted to say something several times but hesitated because there were strangers around.
As they were on their way back, it was getting dark. They couldn't go up the mountain today, so Su Fangli had no choice but to take He Chenghuan home again.
After two days of contact, the star chart above He Chenghuan's head became a little clearer. She inadvertently fell back a few steps and looked up.
Leo rising and the Sun in the tenth house indicate that he will attract attention early in life. With many planets surrounding the celestial zenith in the natal chart, he is likely to be a person of high status or responsibility.
However, this person's destiny is marked by austerity and danger, making him prone to war. With Saturn near the Midheaven, this person carries heavy responsibilities, and advancement, though slow, is steady. However, the ruler of this house is afflicted and opposed by Uranus, leading to frequent sudden changes in fate. He is rich but unstable, and prosperous but always in danger.
He should be a child of a very powerful family in the capital.
In the imperial city...it's also possible.
Su Fangli frowned. She had talked to Fang Yu about things in the imperial city today and wondered if he had heard it.
As she interpreted the horoscope, the fog over the seventh house next to the eighth house gradually dissipated.
The seventh house is the house of marriage and is related to a person’s marriage and interpersonal relationships.
In the horoscope, the ruling planet of the house is gradually converging with the North Node, and Juno is entering.
The more Su Fangli looked at it, the more her brows furrowed.
It is not uncommon for Juno to enter the seventh house. If it were in modern times, she would definitely say: Your true love has appeared.
But the question is, how can one person have two Juno?
At this moment, the two red lines drawn by Juno each had their own trajectory, but their target was the Seventh House. This meant that someone with a turning point in his fate had appeared, and most likely a contractually powerful force.
Why? ? ?
Noticing that the girl next to him was walking slower and slower, He Chenghuan turned back curiously, but accidentally met her eyes.
It seemed that before this, Su Fangli had been looking up at him.
Under the pale moonlight, her fair little face was slightly tilted up, her eyes were so obsessed, with a hint of pain of wanting but not getting.
He Chenghuan's heart skipped a beat for some reason. He felt that his hand hanging by his side suddenly had nowhere to go, and he turned back in a panic.
Su Fangli was puzzled and couldn't understand why the star chart was like this.
Maybe the astrolabe was obscured and she saw it wrongly?
Never mind, I'll wait and see. She quickened her pace to catch up.
When the two returned home, it was completely dark.
Granny Fang was waiting at the door. Seeing them return, she said happily, "You're back? Why didn't you bring a fire? Be careful not to get lost. It rained again during the day. If you go up the mountain tomorrow, be careful."
Su Fangli couldn't help but think about the star chart just now. After hearing this, she responded and went into the house to change clothes.
Her hair was half wet and half dry, tied up together, which looked uncomfortable.
She quickly changed her clothes, let her hair down, and stood in front of the bronze mirror, combing and wiping her hair dry.
Through the mirror, you can see your own vague and blurry star chart.
Su Fangli noticed a slight change.
Her Seventh House, how could...
"Hey, why are you still lingering here?" Granny Fang came into the room and saw her. "Did the young couple quarrel again?"
Su Fangli: "Ah?"
Granny Fang: "If you have anything to say, please talk it over. Don't keep asking me to sleep in separate rooms. My dear girl, I've been fine before. I have a good temper, but you can't always bully me with your temper. Go quickly."
As he said that, he picked up Su Fangli and pushed her out of the room.
The door creaked shut.
Under the moonlight, Su Fangli faced the door, combing her hair, looking confused.
He Chenghuan stood up upon hearing the sound and saw this scene through the window.
The woman wore a light apricot-colored, narrow-sleeved skirt, her belt loosely tied at the waist, highlighting her slender and well-proportioned figure. Her long, ink-like hair was not tied up, but fell to her waist and hips, like a piece of gorgeous satin.
The wind blew gently, revealing the fair neck with a few strands of hair.
Realizing that she was about to turn her head, He Chenghuan immediately hid behind the window.
Will she come over?
After waiting for a while, there was no sound, and He Chenghuan couldn't help but stick his head out.
Su Fangli sat at the doorway, looking up at the sky. Her dark hair was gathered to her chest, combing it intermittently. Her smooth forehead was as bright as the moon tonight, but her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she were holding onto some unsolved mystery.
There's something wrong with this horoscope.
There's something wrong with this mother-in-law too.
She had done nothing wrong, yet she was homeless and had no bed to lie on, which was even more wrong.
The pear head of the Su Fang is against the door. Mercury retrograde?
Her tarot card is broken and she hasn't made a new one yet. She was kicked out and has no mirror to look at the horoscope above her head.
She guessed that Grandma Fang should be asleep, so she carefully moved to the back of the house, opened the window and climbed in.
The wooden plaque she had ordered from the carpenter hadn't been engraved yet, so she began carving it in the moonlight. She didn't finish until dawn and went to bed.
She had a feeling the next day wouldn't be so easy. Sure enough, she was woken by Granny Fang, who said, "Child, why don't you listen to me? I've already told my son-in-law, if you have anything to say, talk it over and stop being so willful."
The most feared thing happened. Su Fangli sighed in her heart and could only say: "Okay, Mom, I know." She hurriedly ran to find He Chenghuan.
Hurry up the mountain, find the person and drive him away.
He Chenghuan looked a little haggard, with dark circles under his eyes. Su Fangli pretended not to notice. She went into the house, neatly packed up his things, stuffed them into his arms, and pulled him straight up the mountain.
The mountain path was still wet and muddy, and the two climbed the mountain in silence.
He Chenghuan wanted to say something several times, but when he saw the serious face of the woman next to him, he swallowed his words back.
The mountain torrents in August were extremely large and fierce. In addition, the mountains were steep and no one could stand firm when swept by the rushing water.
The original body was probably picking wild vegetables in the mountains when the flash flood hit, and was swept downhill by the water without noticing. When Su Fangli came through, she was disoriented by the flood and choked on several mouthfuls of sand and water. She even broke several nails trying to hold onto branches to stabilize herself.
She was buried in the mud and had no strength to call for help. She thought she was going to die just after crossing over. Fortunately, Granny Fang arrived in time and rescued her.
After the flood receded, the mountain road became more rugged. The two men searched as they walked, but apart from occasionally seeing a few animals, they had no other gains.
"Have you ever considered leaving the village and going to town? I don't think there are any other families nearby." He Chenghuan asked.
Su Fangli hummed, sweeping the branch in her hand casually. She didn't mention Granny Fang, but only said vaguely, "Let's wait and see."
When she first came here, she could only lie in bed, so she told fortunes for herself several times, and each time it showed that the turning point was in the north, which might be related to the national teacher that Fang Yu had mentioned before.
The national teacher was extremely famous, and even people in remote places like theirs had heard of him.
But Granny Fang was old after all and didn't want to leave Fangjia Village, and Su Fangli couldn't leave her alone.
The destination was the mountain that was washed away by the river, which was also the place where they first met He Chenghuan.
"This area is the most likely one." Su Fangli said.
He Chenghuan nodded. He was also downstream at the time, and had found this place along the river.
"Is this the only place?" He seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Su Fangli: "Those swept away by the flood either sank into the mud here and were buried, or were swept downstream along the river."
As she spoke, He Chenghuan tucked up his skirt, walked over and stretched out his hand, saying, "Miss, can I borrow the branch in your hand?"
Su Fangli handed it over and watched him walk towards the swamp. He walked steadily, using branches to test the ground as he went.
Her eyes fell on the cracked muddy ground, and she remembered when she had just crossed over.
She was trapped there, mud and water pouring in from all directions. She didn't even dare to breathe, fearing she would sink even faster.
Just when she was in despair, Granny Fang, who had found her somehow, stumbled over to her:
"Good girl! Don't be afraid!"
"Mom will save you right now!"
Su Fangli's eyes blurred, and the man in front of the swamp suddenly moved. He poked somewhere with a wooden stick, reached in and grabbed, and actually pulled out half a belt from the mud.
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