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"Why are you doing this to me? I don't think that day was like this to Su Ya." Su Qing Jiu looked at Su Yan with a cold voice. As a master, he had absolute power over his subordinates.

"I, I don't know, I'm a bit scared," Su Yan lowered her head, but she did not let go, and continued to hold tightly onto Su Qing Jiu's sleeve.

"Raise your head, can I still eat you?" The voice was not ice-cold, but almost harsh. He didn't explain anything first, but reprimanded.

"Right now, we are shopping, not doing anything else. What do you have that you can't let go of?" Su Qing Jiu used his hand to rub his forehead. Su Yan couldn't be afraid that she would get angry, right? She wasn't angry very often, and she would give him a hint before getting angry.

"I want to ask, if it wasn't for us today, would Master still speak so lightly of those three people?" Su Yan raised her head and looked bravely into Su Qing Jiu's eyes.

They understood the usual Su Qing Jiu too well. Today, when they met someone looking for trouble, she gave them a way out. She did not understand the situation.

What Su Qing Jiu had told them was that they seemed to encounter a small gap with reality.

In essence, Su Qing Jiu did not hate anyone here. She had nothing to do with them, just borrowed a body to live in, and with them was the body's owner.

Su Yao Xuan might have wanted to make her look bad, but Huan`er had already made it difficult for her. It was just Su Yao Xuan, and they weren't mortal enemies, so why couldn't she let them go?

"Maybe not." Su Qing Jiu snorted, then strode off alone.

"Lu Ling, send Huan'er back. I still have some matters to attend to and would like to take a walk outside …"

Looking at Su Qing Jiu's back, he was too determined. There was no sign of her turning back. For some reason, fear welled up in her heart. She suddenly had a bad feeling that Su Qing would leave Qi Mo Xuan like this one day.

They would remember how their Prince treated Su Qing Jiu in their hearts. They were serious, but there were many things that they couldn't confess. What they couldn't confess was their estrangement. The two of them had that kind of haughty personality. If such a day ever came, he would rather miss it than reveal it!

"Mistress, what's wrong?" Su Ya touched her hair. She was unable to understand the deeper meaning behind Su Yan's words to Su Qing Jiu, nor did she know why Su Qing Jiu left them and wanted to return by himself.

"You won't understand. It's useless even if I tell you." Lu Ling looked at Su Qing's fading back and sighed. As a subordinate, she decided to do as she was told. As for other matters, even if she wanted to, she didn't have the ability to do so.

"Sister Lu Ling, let's go back." "Big sister will be fine, big sister is very strong." Seeing the worried dark expression on Green Spirit's face, Huan'er quickly comforted her.

She could see people very well. The feeling Su Qing Wine gave her was like that of Big Brother Wu Yan. Thus, she felt that Su Qing Jiu would definitely be fine.

"Brat, you sure are shrewd, I've underestimated you." When the green spirit saw the smiling face of Huan'Er, she felt a lot more relaxed. She couldn't always think of things as bad. After all, there were so many unknowns.

"Thank you elder sister Lu Ling for your praise. Huan'er also felt that she was very smart." She let go of Lu Ling's arm and happily ran off into the distance. She was very familiar with this place, so she wasn't worried about getting lost.

Walking in the bustling and lively atmosphere, Su Qing Jiu suddenly felt a little tired. She began to miss a hug. It was very warm, so she could close her eyes and rest in peace.

"Girl, I see that your mental energy and appetite have been dampened recently, so something big must have happened. "Come, let me give you a divination, to drive away disasters and avoid risks …"

Su Qing Jiu stopped. Had she heard wrongly? A fortune-teller told her fortune, and he even used it to ward off evil …

Daoist robes? The corner of Su Qing Jiu's mouth twitched. She was still in the sidelines, and didn't even want to say anything.

"How?" Su Qing Jiu sat beside the Daoist Priest. She knew that some things were fake, but she was still willing to listen to the explanation.

This kind of fortune-telling was something that she rarely saw. Meeting one again today could also be considered fate.

Even if it didn't count, it was just a simple reading of the palm. This was a test of Hu Diechang's talent!

Pretending to be very surprised, the little Daoist wrinkled his brow. His expression was very nervous as he said in panic, "Miss, I see that you have been through a bloody disaster recently." "Such a young age yet he's already surrounded by hostility …"

"Why don't you give me fifty taels of silver. The trail will do its best to help the leader avoid this path." The little Daoist said sincerely.

So this was how a modern young Daoist was like. Su Qing Jiu was a little curious. Although she did not believe in these things, but it was still okay to listen to them as if they were boring matters.

Then take a look at mine from before. I just want to know if it's accurate. She had a memory of what had happened in the past.

The little Daoist's face wrinkled into a bitter melon. He wanted to exaggerate a bit. It's just that if he's just a minor intern...

"Eh, how could it be like this?" The little Daoist subconsciously looked at his pen.

"I feel like you're already dead. Why are you still here?"

He grabbed Su Qing Jiu's wrist and said: "Miss, wait for me, I will marry you."

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you?" Su Qing Jiu slammed his hand on the table.

"No, I just feel that your divination is very abnormal, it's hard to say," the little Daoist explained. After so many years, there was still some accumulation. There were a few special hand gestures that could still be remembered.

The little Daoist's words stimulated Su Qing's spirits, if he could deduce what happened to her. Was her arrival right or wrong?

What the little Daoist said was also correct. Su Qing Jiu's fate had still changed.

She didn't want to say anything more about this half-baked fortune-telling. However, she wanted to know if her fate was destined or not.

"Where's your master?"

"I don't know."

After standing up, Su Qing Jiu was still being held. She did not know what this little Daoist meant. However, she didn't want to stay in this place any longer.

"I'm leaving now. If there's anything you can do, you can come find me at King Mo's mansion …"

"Oh oh." If that was the case, the little Daoist Priest's mind was filled with Su Qing Jiu's words. He had calculated her past affairs, and as for future matters, he would go and discuss them with her master.

"Where should I go to find you?" The little Daoist asked.

Didn't she say where she was? Did this little Daoist hear what she said or not? Then, looking at her eyes that looked like a monster's, she couldn't be polite anymore. She knew how to scare people.

"Little Taoist, where is your master?" If she didn't know how to scheme, then she would be suppressed. She suddenly wanted to take a look at the master behind this. Was teaching a disciple like this really okay?

2.1 Modify, before the sentence was not smooth, but now the modification has been deleted, because Argyll can no longer recall.