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“I only know there will be trouble; as for what specifically, I am not aware,” Li Xinghua said.

Zhu Minglang had not expected that there really was a power of Prophetic Godly Mortal in this world, and he immediately became very curious.

“Can you calculate whether this trip will bring fortune or misfortune, such as whether we can get the Ancient Lantern Jade?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“We can obtain it, but the cost is unpredictable,” Li Xinghua replied.

“How far into the future can you foresee?”

“Some events that will happen in the future appear in my dreams, much like a dream world,” Li Xinghua explained.

“Then how do you differentiate between a mere dream and what will actually happen?” Zhu Minglang asked, perplexed.

“I have to wait for an omen or seek one out. The details of occurrences in my dreams linger in my mind, and when I wake up, if those details match reality, it suggests that the event will gradually come to pass. The more omens that appear, the faster it will happen,” Li Xinghua patiently explained.

“Could you give an example?” Zhu Minglang said.

“Normally, when we’re doing mundane tasks, like when water spills from a cup while drinking, a bird enters our line of sight during a walk, or even now, as you are talking to me  Suddenly, we might have a feeling of familiarity, as if we have experienced it before.”

“Yes, I occasionally have such illusions,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

“That night, when you walked up to the pavilion and heard your footsteps, mistaking me for Yunzhi, that scene felt familiar to me. Therefore, I deduced that the series of events that occurred in my dream would indeed happen. Like us taking the west door, someone being injured and bleeding profusely; however, these visions are fragmented, like pieces of a torn painting,” Li Xinghua explained to Zhu Minglang with composure.

Zhu Minglang watched her.

Especially knowing that the person before him was Li Yunzi

But her words, her demeanor, her nature, and the power she wielded, were all distinctly different; Zhu Minglang gradually realized that Li Xinghua truly seemed like a complete woman, who simply shared a body with Li Yunzi.

Zhu Minglang watched her, somewhat lost in thought.

It was not until Li Xinghua’s cheeks flushed with a hint of red that Zhu Minglang realized his stare was somewhat improper.

How could he stare at someone like that.

After all, their souls were pure, but physically, they had been intimate.

“Ahem, can it calculate a marriage destiny?” Zhu Minglang joked, trying to alleviate the awkward atmosphere.

“It can,” Li Xinghua said earnestly, nodding.

“And how would that be calculated?” Zhu Minglang raised an eyebrow.

“Whose do you want to know about?”

“Of course, my own  No, no, no, don’t calculate mine, calculate Yunzhi’s, wait a moment, let me think it over. Alright, I’m actually a bit worried too. If the result is not what I hope for, it’s better not to ask. Adding some mystery and anticipation is good; life can be quite dull if you know everything,” Zhu Minglang said.

Seeing Zhu Minglang indecisive and anxious, Li Xinghua couldn’t help but smile warmly.

Watching Li Xinghua smile, Zhu Minglang couldn’t resist taking a few extra glances.

Miss Xinghua’s smile was gentle, affable, and beautiful, and she seemed to treat everyone around her in the same manner.

She was not like an ice queen who was taciturn and kept others at a great distance.

Her speech was tender, like a warm-hearted elder sister from next door, somewhat reserved but not to the point of being aloof, indeed fitting the demeanor of a noble lady.

Although she was forthcoming with information, there was always an aura of mystery about her, as if her deep and hazy eyes concealed her inner world, making it impossible to see the truth within.

Outside the inn, there were hardly any passersby left.

Inside the inn, everyone had returned to their own rooms.

Zhu Minglang and Li Xinghua quietly sat in the courtyard, under a star-filled sky framed by the eaves, as beautiful as a cornucopia of treasures.

“Miss Xinghua, I may be crossing a line here, but I still want to ask; since you can foresee the future, couldn’t you also find a way to avoid the situation with Wutu Eternal City?” Zhu Minglang asked as he looked into Li Xinghua’s eyes.

Li Xinghua seemed to have anticipated Zhu Minglang’s question.

There were things Li Yunzi couldn’t comfortably tell Zhu Minglang, so Li Xinghua would explain for her.

“Have you ever thought about why it was you?” Li Xinghua asked in return.

Zhu Minglang’s pupils dilated, waves seemed to be churning in his heart.

“Can you change fate?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“I am not a deity. I cannot change my own or others’ destinies. Avoiding some events may simply lead to even more tragic outcomes. The result we have now is already the most fortunate one for us. Sir, didn’t you want to know about Yunzi’s marital fate? Eternal City is the answer,” Li Xinghua stated plainly.

Zhu Minglang’s face was overcome with a look of utter astonishment this time.

“Does the lady mean that even if I hadn’t appeared in the dungeon, Yunzi and I would still have ended up together?” Zhu Minglang said.

It turned out he had once casually called Li Yunzi his wife

She truly was his wife!

Regrettably, Li Xinghua didn’t answer this time.

Zhu Minglang suddenly remembered something.

Before he encountered the bandits, he was actually on his way to deliver a batch of silk to the Valkyrie Mansion.

Does that mean even if he hadn’t mistakenly eaten the poisoned porridge, he would have met Li Yunzi, with a high probability of accidentally witnessing the process of Li Yunzi being framed and overthrown?

“What did the lady change?” Zhu Minglang continued to ask.

“Nothing at all,” Li Xinghua said.

Li Xinghua hadn’t changed anything?

Perhaps the ultimate outcome didn’t change, but the details of fate were different.

In the future, if Li Yunzi really becomes his wife, then the humiliation in the dungeon wouldn’t be a painful memory anymore, but rather a bizarre encounter.

But if things were to develop in a different direction

Then it was still him who should go to the dungeon.

Such a thing, though somewhat too abrupt, wasn’t unacceptable.

“It’s gotten cold; let me help you back to your room to rest,” Zhu Minglang decided that he had learned enough for one day and dared not continue chatting with this prophet.

“Yunzi is unaware of these things. I’ve spoken only to you, Sir ” Li Xinghua said sincerely.

“Hm, thank you, Miss Xinghua, for your candor,” Zhu Minglang nodded in acknowledgment.

After escorting Li Xinghua back to her room, Zhu Minglang still maintained the decorum due to every sister-in-law.

Li Xinghua also gave a slight bow and gently closed her room door.

It wasn’t until Zhu Minglang had walked far away that Li Xinghua sat down by the bed again, her beautiful and profound eyes staring at the bamboo shadows cast upon the window paper.

The bamboo shadows swayed gently in the wind, the leaves making soft sounds, and the occasional unpruned bamboo branches tapped against the wooden window

This scene.

It seemed familiar.