Song Qingxue went to the city gate at the agreed time, but saw Xiahou Chongyuan was already waiting there.

"How long have you been here?" Song Qingxue trotted over.

"I just got here not long ago." Xiahou Chongyuan stepped aside and said, "Get in the car."

"Um."

The carriage set off slowly, followed the road thirty miles outside the city, and then turned into the woods.

Listening to the sound of car wheels rolling over fallen leaves, Song Qingxue always felt that the atmosphere at the moment was extremely uncomfortable.

"How long will it take to get there?" Song Qingxue asked after thinking about it.

"We are about halfway there now."

“So far?!” They have been walking for more than an hour and there is still half the distance to go. Are they going to go home tonight?

“It’s a bit far indeed.”

He didn't expect what Song Qingxue was thinking.

However, if the delay is not too long, there will still be time to go home.

The carriage traveled slowly on the road for more than an hour and finally stopped.

Song Qingxue's butt was sore from sitting so much, and now that the car had stopped, she naturally couldn't wait to jump out of the car.

As soon as she got off the car, she was facing the stone with the name of this place engraved on it.

"Hejiang Town." Song Qingxue looked back at Xiahou Chongyuan who slowly got off the car and asked, "Does the fortune teller live here?"

"Um."

"Then do you know which household he lives in?"

"Just ask and you'll find out." Xiahou Chongyuan said.

He had already inquired about it and found out that the fortune teller's surname was Chen and he lived in Hejiang Town, 80 miles away from the capital. This person was very famous and everyone in the nearby village knew him, but no one knew his name.

Therefore, most people respectfully call him Mr. Chen.

The two men walked into the town and asked someone at random, and they found out Mr. Chen's detailed address.

"Go forward and turn into Wutong Lane when you see it. The last house at the end of the lane is Mr. Chen's home." said the person who showed them the way.

After remembering the route clearly, Xiahou Chongyuan nodded, said thank you, and walked forward with Song Qingxue.

Both of them were born with great looks, and there was a sense of nobility in their temperaments.

Although Hejiang Town is not particularly far from the capital, few people go there often.

Therefore, the two people from Beijing unexpectedly became a moving landscape as they strolled around the town.

Wherever the two of them went, people's eyes followed them, as if they were some kind of strange thing.

Being stared at by so many people at the same time, Song Qingxue felt as if her whole body was covered with thorns and she was extremely uncomfortable.

This was the first time in her life that she enjoyed such attention!

This kind of scene, if it happened in the 21st century, would be at the level of a top female star!

But to be honest, if the original owner really entered the entertainment industry, with his appearance, he would definitely be a top star!

It is no exaggeration to say that with this face, she dares to directly book the hot search titled "The ceiling of appearance in the entertainment industry"!

As Xiahou Chongyuan walked beside her, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his princess had a really unconventional way of thinking.

I was feeling uncomfortable all over just now, but the next moment I was able to enter a state of ecstasy and send my thoughts directly to the sky.

But what is a top star? What is the entertainment industry? Is the beauty ceiling a compliment in her world?

Just as Xiahou Chongyuan began to wonder, the two of them had already reached the end of Wutong Lane.

The gate was open, and there was no one in the small courtyard behind it.

Song Qingxue walked closer and peeked into the yard, but saw nothing.

"I don't see anyone here, how strange."

Why does it feel so eerie standing here in broad daylight?

Song Qingxue thought to herself and couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her arms.

However, the winter clothes were too thick, and her action did not bring any practical effect.

Xiahou Chongyuan heard her inner voice and slowly walked to her side. He lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Princess, are you afraid?"

Although Song Qingxue felt guilty, she refused to admit it.

She raised her face and said fiercely, "How is that possible! What are you thinking? It's just an ordinary house. What's there to be afraid of?"

"Oh?" Xiahou Chongyuan was not in a hurry to expose it, but smiled and said: "Since the princess is not afraid, then accompany me in."

“……”Is it too late to start being afraid now?

Of course it was too late. Fearing that she would escape in the middle of the battle, Xiahou Chongyuan simply pulled her into the yard.

The yard is quite big, but it's quite deserted.

Xiahou Chongyuan led Song Qingxue through the long corridor that blocked the front and back yards, and walked through two moon doors before they finally saw a person.

The man was wearing a grey short shirt and a scarf on his head of the same colour. He was thin and small, and looked to be only about thirteen or fourteen years old.

There was a small building behind the boy, so he sat on the steps outside the door.

When he saw the two of them, he hurried over.

"Are you here to have your fortune told by the master?"

Xiahou Chongyuan answered without thinking: "Yes, is Mr. Chen here?"

"Yes, yes. But..." the man said, and then he opened his palm towards him, "The threshold fee is ten taels."

"There is such a thing as a threshold fee?" Song Qingxue was shocked, and thought: You might as well change your career and become bandits!

You have to pay ten taels just to enter the door. Is the threshold inlaid with gold?

The young man looked at him with a look of contempt and said, "Of course we have to charge money. Our master is very powerful. Not just anybody can enter his house!"

"Tsk!" Song Qingxue sneered, "How can you call this supernatural power? It's obvious that you are just a snob!!"

If he charges ten taels just to enter the door, wouldn't he have to charge a sky-high price to tell your fortune in person?

How dare you call him a master? He is just a charlatan! And he specializes in cheating the rich and stupid people!

Song Qingxue was thinking this when she suddenly saw Xiahou Chongyuan take out ten taels of silver and give it to the young man without saying a word.

Ah this!

A fool is beside me?

What an easy money to make!

She couldn't help but stare at Xiahou Chongyuan with an expression of "caring for the mentally retarded", trying to tell him with her eyes that this man surnamed Chen was an old charlatan.

But when she saw Xiahou Chongyuan silently retract his gaze and step over the threshold of the small building, she knew that her hint had failed.

Isn't Xiahou Chongyuan usually quite smart? Why did he seem to be out without a brain today?

It was such an obvious fraud, and he couldn't see it at all? !

This is really unbelievable.

Xiahou Chongyuan also found it unbelievable when he heard her cursing in her heart.

But he couldn't open his mouth to refute, nor could he show any anger on his face.

He could only listen silently, and then continue to be treated as a fool in her heart without saying a word.

How could he not see through Chen's method of despicing money?

Giving him money is just playing along with the show.

After all, he had come all the way here, and he didn't want to waste his efforts just for ten taels of silver. What he wanted to know was much more important than ten taels of silver.

When he entered the small building, he found that Song Qingxue was still outside the door, so he reminded her, "She's gone."

"Oh." Song Qingxue followed slowly, still worried about the Regent's IQ.