Chapter 929

Yan Qingyi strolled with Wei Zihou for half an hour, and when she was about to return to the palace, she saw a vendor selling masks. Yan Qingyi thought the mask was very interesting, so she took Wei Zihou and walked over!

The person selling the mask was a middle-aged uncle. Beside him was an old man with gray hair. In front of him was a square table with tortoise shells on it.

Yan Qingyi was choosing a mask, when the fortune-teller saw Yan Qingyi, he couldn't move his eyes immediately, and he looked at her and counted!

The more this counts, the more ugly his face becomes.

Wei Zihou's eyes were always on Yan Qingyi's body, and out of the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the fortune-teller who was pinching his fingers!

The fortune-teller looked at Wei Zihou, and said with a dignified expression, "This son, would you be interested in letting this old man count your life for you?"

Wei Zihou waved his hand and said, "No, I don't believe this."

The fortune-teller was unrelenting, and he started talking to himself. He said: "Fate is determined by the sky, and the appearance is born by oneself. The old man looks at the son's face and is a rich person. However, the good times don't last long, you will be at the age of twenty-eight. In that year, all the good luck and fortune were exhausted, and if you want to continue to enjoy this blessing, you have to understand a truth, a truth about the different paths of human beings and monsters!"

After the fortune teller said these words, Wei Zihou's heart trembled, and then he turned to look at Yan Qingyi!

Her hair is black, her eyes are black, and her ears are hidden by her. Now she is just like an ordinary person. How could this fortune teller see that she is a monster?

Yan Qingyi heard what the fortune teller said, and because he heard what he said, he returned the mask he had just held to the vendor, then walked to the fortune teller and smiled, that smile was extremely kind!

"Sir, do you believe there are monsters in this world?" Yan Qingyi asked knowingly.

"Girl, don't you think your question is a bit strange?" the fortune teller asked back.

"Then do you know that things like life are in your own hands? It has nothing to do with others?" Yan Qingyi took a deep breath, lowered her eyes and glanced at the things on the table, then stood up , "In this world, there are good people and bad people, there are good demons and bad demons, people's good luck, demons can't be taken away, I hope you can understand, Mr. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Yan Qingyi took Wei Zihou's hand and left.

The mask vendor was a little unhappy. He turned his head and glared at the fortune-teller, and said in a reproachful tone, "It's all your fault, what nonsense are you talking about? Your business has been ruined by you!"

The fortune teller shrugged and didn't take the merchant's words to heart!

In his heart, he has been thinking about the monster Yan Qingyi.

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Wei Zihou has always been sullen, because he thinks it is too dangerous to take Yan Qingyi out. She is obviously disguised well, why can others still see it?

After returning to the palace, Wei Zihou told Yan Qingyi that it would be better to go out less in the future. This time I was seen through, but they didn't say it in front of everyone. Lucky!

Wei Zihou was a little disturbed.

Yan Qingyi has never worried that her identity as a monster will be seen through, because even if she is seen through, she can leave safely.

Therefore, Yan Qingyi did not take Wei Zihou's words to heart.

Wei Zihou was really heartbroken for this little fox.

It would be great if she listened to it, but unfortunately, she didn't listen at all, and took all his words as a deaf ear.