"Alright!" Linghu Lan stood up and was about to walk downstairs.
Qin Ya emerged from the portrait, rolled it up herself, and respectfully presented it to the Ninth Prince. She thanked him and then went down the gate tower to wait for Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan was about to follow, but Li Ye tugged at her sleeve, blinking his big eyes. "Hurry up and come back, or I'll be anxiously waiting."
Linghu Lan couldn't help but laugh. "I understand. I'll call Abbot Qi here, lest you fall."
Seeing Linghu Lan come down, Qi Wuhe went up on his own initiative.
Qin Ya walked a little further away, guessing that Qi Wuhe couldn't hear her anymore, before saying, "There is something I want to tell you, Miss, but I'm afraid of breaking a taboo and upsetting you. However, I think it's better to tell you, Miss. Your skills might be able to help the Ninth Prince."
Linghu Lan's heart skipped a beat; she roughly understood what Qin Ya was about to say. "What is it? Tell me!"
"I have been a ghost for many years and have seen many people and ghosts. I have also learned some skills and can tell which people are in bad luck and will suffer great disaster. Tonight, when it was dark, the moonlight shone on the Ninth Prince's head and I saw some black aura. This means that the Ninth Prince will suffer great disaster in the future. Although the black aura is not strong at the moment, if no one resolves it in the future, I am afraid that misfortune will come sooner or later."
Qin Ya was worried. She genuinely wanted to thank the Ninth Prince and Linghu Lan, which was why she said those things.
You should know how many people in this world are reluctant to seek medical help. Your kind words may be seen as malicious curses by the other person, and they do not want to hear such unpleasant words.
However, Qin Ya felt that Linghu Lan was a knowledgeable and magnanimous person who wouldn't care about such things, so she kindly reminded her.
Linghu Lan bowed respectfully to Qin Ya and said, "Thank you for reminding me, I understand."
In the storyline.
The Ninth Prince's fate was indeed unpleasant.
Qin Ya carefully examined her expression and asked curiously, "Did you already know, Miss?"
"It wasn't early, I only found out when we first met!"
Um!
Upon first meeting, I realized that the unfortunate prince who was killed was actually my sister's beloved Xiao Motang.
Qin Ya laughed and said, "I knew I was overthinking it. Your talent is amazing, and I'm the one who made a fool of myself."
"No, it's not that. I can't calculate other people's predictions, but his is always accurate."
Linghu Lan looked at Li Ye, who was waiting eagerly on the gate tower. Li Ye saw her and waved. He looked so innocent and cute that it was truly pitiful.
Qin Ya sighed, her eyes filled with envy, and said softly, "Take care, Miss. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be going to the underworld tomorrow. I don't know if it will be convenient for me to come and go in the future. I wish you and the Ninth Prince a long and happy life together. Take care!"
Qin Ya bowed solemnly to Linghu Lan and Li Ye, then her figure floated away and disappeared into the night sky.
Linghu Lanhua slowly returned the greeting. Although our time together was short, our friendship was deep. Take care!
After seeing Qin Ya off.
Linghu Lan turned and went to the gate tower, where she and Li Ye finalized the plan to build the temple. By then, it was almost dawn.
As they parted, Li Ye was very reluctant to leave. "How about you come back to the Taoist temple with me?"
Qi Wuhe frowned deeply. Their Baiyun Temple was a Taoist temple that only accepted male disciples. The Ninth Prince had a wild idea to break the rule as soon as he arrived. How could this rule be broken?
He stared intently at Linghu Lan, hoping she would be sensible.
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