Feng Hongluan's originally joking face suddenly froze.
"Lotus pond?"
"Yeah, I've been having the same dream for seven or eight days in a row."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't want to disturb you, miss. This is just a dream. Besides, something happened at the princess's house. The house is in a mess. I don't want to cause any trouble to you, miss."
Liuxiang saw Feng Hongluan's eyebrows furrowed together, as if she was worried, and couldn't help but ask: "Miss, what's going on?"
"It's okay!" Feng Hongluan forced a smile and raised her head, "If you want to go, just go!"
It's good to have some peace of mind, but I don't know what this dream means.
When she was reborn and came back six years ago, the first thing she did was to fill up the lotus pond at all costs. She didn't know why Liuxiang had that dream.
According to memory, at this time in her last life, she had married Ling Che and returned home for a short stay with Liuxiang. At that time, the lotus flowers in the pond were almost in bloom. One morning, she could not find them.
Liuxiang, at noon the servants salvaged the swollen corpse soaked in Liuxiang from the lotus pond.
Calculating the time, it is almost the same as the previous life.
Liu Xiang had such a dream, which undoubtedly frightened her.
God knows how afraid she was of Liu Xiang being hurt, so she filled up the lotus pond, thinking everything would be over.
But Liu Xiang had such a nightmare, how could she not panic?
She didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now she wanted to see what the fortune teller had to say for peace of mind.
The quiet alley was much deserted compared to the markets on the left and right. Only one or two shops selling rice and grains were open. Because most people came to the street to welcome the triumphant Liao army, the streets became even more deserted.
Liuxiang followed the description given to her by others and walked to an alley. The alley was so narrow that no two people could walk side by side.
Liuxiang leads the way, Fenghongluan follows behind.
After walking about ten feet, the front became wider and there was a clean courtyard.
In the yard, there were several pots of autumn chrysanthemums and a golden cinnamon with a light and elegant fragrance. A woman was planting vegetables in the yard. When she saw the two of them, she stood up politely and said, "Sister, can I help you with anything?"
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Liuxiang glanced at the room and said, "I'm here to tell fortunes."
The woman glanced at Liuxiang and said apologetically: "Unfortunately, my husband is not here at the moment."
It was all in vain, Liu Xiang was obviously a little disappointed.
But he still could only say goodbye to the woman and say he would come back next time.
After leaving the small box, Liu Xiang said in a disappointed tone: "Hey, I actually missed everything. I was so tired that the lady came with me for a walk."
But Feng Hongluan stopped: "Why don't we go back and wait!"
Thinking of Liuxiang's dream and Liuxiang's swollen corpse in her previous life, she couldn't move forward. No matter whether what the fortune teller said was true or false, or whether the interpretation was accurate, she wanted to hear it.
She was like a person falling into the water, full of fear. Even if a mirage island appeared in front of her, she knew it was not real, but she still wanted to try her best to get over.
Nowadays, Liu Xiang's dreams of falling into the water one after another, she is always afraid of some bad omen, but she has no way to predict it, even though she knows that the so-called fortune tellers are just using the horoscopes to predict according to the four pillars of the "Book of Changes", and they have already memorized some of them.
That's all, but I still want to hear it.
"No, miss!" Liuxiang thought Feng Hongluan was afraid of disappointing her, so she smiled.
However, Feng Hongluan seemed very determined and turned around and walked inside without saying a word.
Looking at her back, I felt an indescribable uneasy feeling in my heart for a moment.
Hurrying to catch up, Feng Hongluan insisted, but she didn't dare to disobey.
The woman in the yard was a little surprised when she saw the two people coming back: "Sister, why are you back? The head of my house is not here."
"May I ask when he will come back?"
"It's possible that I had rheumatism in my legs and he went into the mountains to collect medicine for me."
Feng Hongluan glanced at the woman: "Why don't you go to the pharmacy to get medicine."
"It doesn't matter if you take the prescription from the pharmacy. He got a folk prescription. There is an herbal medicine that is not available in the pharmacy. He needs to go into the mountains to pick it up himself. Why don't you two tell me where the mansion is. When he comes back, I will ask him to come to the door."
"No need!" Feng Hongluan waved her hand, "Just provide us with two chairs. We can bask in the sun here. The sun is very good in your yard."
The woman smiled innocently, took out the chairs, put soft cushions on them thoughtfully, and let Feng Hongluan and Liu Xiang sit down.
The woman was talkative, but she was not bored after waiting all afternoon.
He seemed to have a good rapport with that woman, and he also disturbed her during lunch.
In the afternoon, Feng Hongluan was still waiting persistently, and Liu Xiang felt regretful: "Miss, I'm not in a hurry, let's do it next time."
Feng Hongluan replied calmly: "It's still early."
The sun was setting in the west, the dusk was sinking, and the sky was a fiery red, as if it had spilled rouge. When the sun set, the fortune teller had not yet returned.
Finally, Feng Hongluan couldn't wait any longer.
He said goodbye and left, gave the woman a silver coin, said he would visit again another day, and said goodbye and left.
Perhaps she didn't know that not long after she and Liuxiang left, a middle-aged man came out of the house.
He is wearing a gray robe and is thin and tall. In the dusk, his appearance cannot be seen.
The woman stepped forward and said, "I have been away for a day. What if they come back next time?"
"Avoid again!"
"Why?"
"That girl's life is over. Even if her master tries his best to extend her life, it will be in vain."
"Are you talking about that little girl, the young one with pretty features?"
"Um!"
"That……"
"This matter has nothing to do with you and me. I will not see them."
"I understand, how much energy does that girl have left?"
"Not out of the New Year!"
"So short?"
"She should have died long ago, but her master used a trick."
"What method?"
"Don't ask about other things. Just remember what I told you. The people I don't see are all short-lived. If I don't see you today, I won't see you in the future. Counting the days in life is the most painful thing, isn't it?
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The woman smiled lightly: "Yes, I know."
Then without saying a word, he entered the house and turned on the lamp.
There was a dim yellow light in the small square courtyard, and the open wooden door was gently closed.
In the crack of the door, a pair of eyes, with a bit of regret, shook his head, and finally closed the door.
——Digression——
Who is this number one? Can you help Liu Xiang turn danger into a disaster?