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Zhuo Yi seemed as simple as Zhang Meng, but her psychological quality and conversation skills were far beyond what Zhang Meng could compare to.

Li Xiaoyao had almost fallen into her trap today.

A single "Come and try" had almost caused Li Xiaoyao to lose his composure and pounce on her; in the end, he held Zhuo Yi as he went into the room, and after using his Spiritual Power to help her fall asleep, he left.

Leaving the residential area, Li Xiaoyao exhaled deeply, knowing that Zhuo Yi had set her sights on him.

Li Xiaoyao could tell that Zhuo Yi truly liked him, and it wasn't for the money.

This woman was passionate and unrestrained yet not without a certain demure shyness; a contradiction, but one that combined to perfect effect.

"Master, I don't understand what you just said," Nie Xiaoqian said, sensing that Li Xiaoyao was in a bad mood, so she emerged from the ancient jade, trying to shift his focus with this topic.

"Hmm? Which part didn't you understand?" Li Xiaoyao asked as he walked toward the exit of the residential area.

Nie Xiaoqian in her ancient attire walked beside Li Xiaoyao, and as a gust of wind blew, her white dress fluttered, making her look like a fairy.

Nie Xiaoqian, with her small hands clutching the corners of her dress, asked with an innocent face, "What did you mean when you said to that woman just now, 'Actually, I really want to...'?" Continue your journey with empire

A twitch formed at the corner of Li Xiaoyao's mouth as he turned to look at Nie Xiaoqian, who was tilting her little head and looking at him with confusion, feeling ten thousand alpacas stampeding through his heart.

"Cough cough." Li Xiaoyao coughed twice to hide his inner embarrassment.

Li Xiaoyao felt his cheeks must have reddened, being asked such a boundlessly dirty question by an innocent young girl was indeed torture.

Li Xiaoyao racked his brains, but could not think of an explanation for a long time, so he changed the subject, "Xiaoqian, have you ever been in love?"

"Been in love? What is being in love?" Nie Xiaoqian asked, puzzled.

Right, he had forgotten that she was a person from ancient times.

"Being in love means: have you ever liked a man?" What Li Xiaoyao really wanted to ask about was Ning Caichen.

In the mythological stories, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian had played out a quite classic love story, which, although tragic, had been passed down through the ages.

So Li Xiaoyao was very curious.

A flicker of memory passed through Nie Xiaoqian's autumn-water-like eyes, and after a long time, she sighed softly, "There was such a person. I have forgotten what he looked like, but I still remember what he said. Mister Ning had said that once he succeeded in his official examination, he would come back to marry me as his wife, but I have been waiting in vain."

"After hundreds of years, it's normal to forget what he looked like," Li Xiaoyao said. "Mister Ning? Do you mean Ning Caichen?"

"How do you know?" Nie Xiaoqian asked in surprise.

Li Xiaoyao said with a faint smile, "As the master, I understand the decree of Heaven, know the geography below, and am informed of the past and future for five hundred years. All I need to do is make a calculation, and I know everything."

"Really?" Nie Xiaoqian asked excitedly. "Does master truly understand the art of divination and fate?"

If it had been a few days earlier, Li Xiaoyao perhaps would have boasted such tall tales to a girl like Zhu Xiaoyue, but he definitely wouldn't dare to show off in front of Nie Xiaoqian. But now, he was quite confident.

The divination and physiognomy taught by Jiang Lichun, although not mastered to perfection by him, were not poor either. That's why he dared to be so confident in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

"I know a little," Li Xiaoyao modestly said.

Nie Xiaoqian asked, "Could you possibly calculate for Xiaoqian why Mister Ning didn't come back to marry me?"

Li Xiaoyao was taken aback, involuntarily furrowing his brows.

Seeing his frown, Nie Xiaoqian gave a self-deprecating smile and said, "Xiaoqian has been presumptuous, asking such an excessive request."

Li Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "Give me your hand."

Nie Xiaoqian quickly extended her right hand. Li Xiaoyao grasped her delicate palm in his, immediately feeling an intense chill.

The chill startled Li Xiaoyao for a moment, as he nearly forgot that the beautiful Nie Xiaoqian before him was, after all, just a female ghost.

Gathering his thoughts, Li Xiaoyao carefully examined her palm lines, his brows shifting from relaxed to deeply furrowed.

"At the age of twenty, you had a love affair that was etched in your bones and profound, yet it was as brief as a shooting star," Li Xiaoyao looked up and asked, "In which year did you first meet Ning Caichen?"

"At the age of twenty."

Just as expected—looking at her palm lines, Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen shared a love, but it was fleeting, like a flash in the pan.

"Are you saying that my fate with Mr. Ning is predestined yet doomed?" Nie Xiaoqian asked sorrowfully.

Li Xiaoyao sighed softly, nodded, and said, "I can only speculate about your marital fate from your palm lines. I cannot predict Ning Caichen's fate."

Nie Xiaoqian chuckled self-deprecatingly, her voice brimming with endless melancholy, "Xiaoqian is, after all, a mere ghost, whereas Mr. Ning is a paragon among men, the proud son who will become top scholar someday. It is indeed impossible for Xiaoqian and him to be together. I shouldn't have hoped for too much, I shouldn't have..."

Nie Xiaoqian's desolate appearance stirred pity in me.

Li Xiaoyao continued to look at her palm lines when suddenly, something caught his eye.

"Huh?"

Nie Xiaoqian asked, "What is it, sir?"

"Miss Xiaoqian, congratulations, congratulations indeed!" Li Xiaoyao said suddenly with a smile.

"Hmm? Why do you congratulate me, sir?" Xiaoqian looked puzzled.

Li Xiaoyao explained, "Although you experienced a love that bore no fruit, I see from your marriage line that you have another fate in store, and this one will be very blissful."

A flicker of surprise and delight crossed Nie Xiaoqian's face, "Really?"

Li Xiaoyao nodded, "Indeed, I wouldn't read it wrong."

Li Xiaoyao indeed discerned from her palm lines that Nie Xiaoqian would have a blissful romance in her future.

"But…" Nie Xiaoqian asked doubtfully, "Xiaoqian is but a soul, how can she speak of romance? Sir, could you have made a mistake?"

"Er…" Li Xiaoyao was at a loss for words.

Nie Xiaoqian was right; she was currently just a soul, how could she possibly experience a fulfilling love? Could it be with another ghost? That would be too far-fetched.

Li Xiaoyao stroked his chin, "The marriage line indeed shows this, I wouldn't read it wrong."

Nie Xiaoqian smiled faintly, assuming Li Xiaoyao was deliberately saying this to comfort her.

Seeing her disbelief, Li Xiaoyao said no more, time would prove everything.

On the way home, Li Xiaoyao walked side by side with Nie Xiaoqian, chatting about heaven and earth and life itself.

"Miss Xiaoqian, have you been staying in this shop all these years?" Li Xiaoyao asked curiously.

Nie Xiaoqian nodded, "After the tree demoness was killed by a Taoist many years ago, we managed to escape. During our escape, I got separated from my sisters. I came here, discovered the spiritual energy was very rich, and decided to stay."

"The spiritual energy in this shop is indeed rich, unnaturally so," Li Xiaoyao realized now that there was something unusual about the shop he had bought.

The spiritual energy on Chaotian Palace's street was rich, but the energy in his shop was many times more concentrated than elsewhere.

"It seems that there is something unusual about this shop. I'll have to investigate it carefully in the coming days."

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