Zhou Jian drew his sword and put it on his neck: "Yeah?! Say it or not!"

Now he was anxious and could only ask. Faced with the hidden crisis, he would overturn it by accident. The consequences followed were that his group of people would not leave any grass.

He can't relax any movement!

The unscrupulous Taoist trembled and thought to himself that you really used a knife. He could hide, but he didn't. After all, he was the emperor. If the emperor wanted to die alone, the Daluo Jinxian would shed his skin.

He said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, I really don't know. If I could calculate anything, then wouldn't I have become rich long ago? Is it embracing each other?"

Zhou Jian looked at him tightly, not like lying, but just saying that if he really could count anything, he would have been the emperor long ago.

He slowly withdrew his knife, frowned and said, "Forget it, how will I summon you next time?"

"It will appear when it should appear. I have another very important thing recently." The unscrupulous Taoist priest replied seriously this time.

Speaking of this, Zhou Jian couldn't say anything else.

“…”

After about a stick of incense, Zhou Jian and his group left slowly, but the atmosphere obviously became bad because of a prophecy of the unscrupulous Taoist priest. No one expected that Qin Huairou's rise would be the result of fortune-telling, but it led to so many things.

On the hillside, the unscrupulous Taoist priest watched him and muttered with a stinging look on his face: "I didn't expect that the person waiting for him was the Emperor of the Great Zhou."

"Forget it, I should leave too. I haven't been out for a whole year. I don't know where the witch named Liu has gone now. I must have been cheating others again. I dare to steal my treasure medicine. I'm so tired of living!"

"I really think that if I am beautiful, I can do my own things arbitrarily?"

He cursed and fell down the hillside and even fell a dog to eat shit.

......

On the way back, Zhou Jian was always in a daze. He, the emperor, actually knew very little about the matter in the world, and most of his attention was only focused on cleaning the court.

The appearance of the unscrupulous Taoist Yang Wei was a complete accident.

But the prophecy he brought was like a tsunami!

"Husband, do you believe what he said?" Qin Huairou stretched out her hand and gently smoothed the wrinkles between his eyebrows.

Zhou Jian smiled: "Didn't you say he can calculate accurately, he is a god?"

Qin Huairou smiled bitterly, still beautiful, making Baihua look gloomy: "But this person is indeed not serious, he speaks irrelevantly, and his prophecy is a bit too mysterious."

Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes: "No matter what, be careful not to happen. Don't worry about this, I know what to do."

"Let's go, take you to the most famous bun shop in Beijing!"

Her beautiful eyes lit up, retaining a little bit of a young woman's character, and said lively: "Okay, thank you husband!"

"No need to thank you. When you return to the harem, you have to let me eat it." Zhou Jianzhe smiled, his face full of despicableness.

Although Qin Huairou didn't understand what he was referring to, he knew it was definitely something shameful. He browsed and glared at him boldly!

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Jian laughed loudly, and his mood seemed to be much better. He held her perfect jade hand and walked on the official road in the afterglow of the sunset. His shadow was pulled long and beautiful.
Chapter completed!