Chapter 495: Kings do not see each other, Exposing the Evil of the Zuo Family! (2)<div>


    Trantor: _Min_


    Her wrist was suddenly grasped, and a gentle sigh came from beneath the mask, “Stop that, it might fall off.”


    Si Fuqing looked at him for a few seconds and then withdrew her hand, “Alright.”<div>


    The two of them entered the bustling street.


    “Wondering why there are so many people today?” Si Fuqing nced around, “Is there an event or something?”


    “It’s usually crowded.” Yu Xiheng nodded, “This ce is a tourist attraction after all.”


    “I see.” Si Fuqing eyed the array of street food, “I’ll buy something to eat first, find a spot where I can feast.”


    She quickly darted among a dozen stalls and returned with her hands full.


    Yu Xiheng nced at the snacks in her hands, a slight smile in his eyes, “You’re indeed easy to please.”


    “Of course.” Si Fuqing led him to a quieter spot, “Here, boss, I got something for you too. I haven’t eaten today.”


    Yu Xiheng was led behind a temple where it was more secluded.


    Si Fuqing removed her mask, cheerfully saying, “Finally, I can enjoy some food. ”


    Yu Xiheng, on the other hand, did not eat, simply sitting quietly.


    Leaves fell from above,nding on his shoulder, further entuating his noble demeanor.<div>


    Si Fuqing ate earnestly until footsteps approached.


    She quickly wiped her mouth and put on her mask, looking up to see a monk.


    “Benefactor, we are truly fated to meet in such a secluded ce,” the monk greeted with his hands pressed together. “It would be a disservice to the Buddha if we didn’t read your fortune here.”


    Si Fuqingzily retorted, “The only thing the Buddha will do right now is strike you down with lightning for using his name to swindle.” The monk touched his nose, “Benefactor is joking, but the Buddha—”


    Before he could finish, a thunderp sounded overhead.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    The monk: “…”


    Yu Xiheng flicked Si Fuqing’s forehead lightly, “Don’t be naughty, girl.”


    “He was trying to deceive us,” Si Fuqing blinked, “Fortune-tellers at tourist spots are all scammers.”


    “I am no scammer,” the monk insisted with dignity. “Benefactor, try drawing a lot. If what I say is incorrect, you need not pay.” Yu Xiheng then gestured for her to draw a lot.


    Si Fuqing drew one as well.


    “Ah, this lot…” the monk observed the lot for a moment, “It’s neither good nor bad. From adversityes prosperity, like spring after winter. Whatever hardships you’ve faced before will lead to soaring sess.”<div>


    He nced between Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng, puzzled.


    Strangely enough, both seemed destined for early demise, yet both were brimming with life.


    He had never seen such peculiar fates.


    Surely they couldn’t have died and then lived again?


    “That makes sense,” Si Fuqing stood up, “I’m going to buy some candied hawthorn. Do you want some?”


    Yu Xiheng slightly raised his chin, “No need, go ahead.”


    “Alright, wait here for me.”


    After Si Fuqing left, Yu Xiheng gave the monk the money for the fortune-telling and gazed into the distance, resting quietly.


    “Benefactor,” the monk addressed him respectfully, “Your fate is not something I should discuss in front of others. Allow me to speak privately.” Yu Xiheng turned his head, his phoenix eyes deep and clear.


    Despite his gentle smile, the monk felt an immense pressure, making it difficult even to breathe.


    But soon, Yu Xiheng’s gaze softened, ‘Why can’t you speak?”<div>


    The monk hesitated, then whispered, “A fate of Ziwei, the destiny of emperors, true dragon’s aura. Benefactor, you were born in the wrong era.”


    After all, emperors no longer existed.


    He had seen a few with the fate of Ziwei, all influential people at the pinnacle of their fields.


    yet, ne nad never seen a true Zlwel tate.


    Not every ancient emperor had such a destiny; otherwise, there would be no ipetent or fallen rulers.


    Yu Xiheng didn’t respond to this, instead asking, “And her?”


    The monk looked towards Si Fuqing, buying candied hawthorn, and finally said, “Kings do not see each other.”


    Turning back to find Yu Xiheng smiling at him, his gaze was steady and warm, yetmanding.


    “Ah, opposites attract,” the monk quickly added, “But I see that thedy benefactor has sealed her own romantic fortune, yet her wealth is flourishing..”