flstandardbreds Chapter 139 Putting Lots
Chapter 139 Putting Lots
After having a vegetarian meal, Wen Jiayue began to visit the temple.
She was too tired yesterday and only went to two or three places, so she wants to visit them all today.
As we walked, we arrived at the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon.
Wen Jiayue hesitated whether to go in.
She's already married, so this seems unnecessary.
But she was also quite curious whether marriage was truly preordained by fate.
After thinking for a moment, she consulted Shen Fuhan.
"My husband, would you like to visit the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon?"
Shen Fuhan glanced at her and asked, "You want to go?"
"I..." Wen Jiayue pursed her lips, and finally said honestly, "I kind of want to."
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment before saying, "Then let's go take a look."
Wen Jiayue then walked inside.
Seeing that she did not hesitate, Shen Fuhan's expression suddenly turned cold.
Unaware of anything amiss, Wen Jiayue passed through a door and saw several young women.
They chattered away at the fortune-telling area, their laughter occasionally drifting over, but it wasn't annoying at all.
Further inside, several unmarried young men and women were hanging marriage knots on the trees.
Wen Jiayue, with her hair styled in a married woman's bun, suddenly felt somewhat out of place.
She hesitated for a moment: "Let's go."
“We’re not leaving,” Shen Fuhan grabbed her wrist. “We’re going to draw lots.”
He was quite strong and pulled her inside.
Wen Jiayue was taken aback. Why did she feel that Shen Fuhan was more excited than she was?
Thinking of Li Zhilan, she understood.
She lowered her eyes and obediently picked up the divination sticks.
"Husband, you draw first."
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "You said you wanted to come."
His tone was inexplicably cold, and Wen Jiayue frowned and remained silent.
She didn't say anything, shook the container a few times, and a fortune stick fell out.
The eighth fortune slip is an extremely auspicious one.
She put it back: "Husband, you can have it."
Shen Fuhan only had time to see that it was a very auspicious fortune slip.
He asked, "Why don't you look at the fortune slip?"
Wen Jiayue: "..."
This fortune slip is completely inaccurate; is there any point in even looking at it?
She casually said, "I was just looking at it casually, it's not something to take seriously."
She shoved the divination sticks into his hand.
Shen Fuhan found himself feeling a little nervous, with a secret sense of anticipation in his heart.
Their marriage...
After shaking the container for a long time, a stick finally fell out.
The fifth divination slip is the worst possible outcome.
He glanced at the fortune slip, and with a "click," the marriage fortune slip snapped.
Wen Jiayue was startled. What was he doing?
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "This time doesn't count."
Wen Jiayue: "...?"
Why is he still trying to renege on his promise?
Shen Fuhan shook his head again, and this time he drew the fourteenth lot, a very auspicious lot.
Wen Jiayue leaned closer for a look—"I've chosen the first peony; I urge you to pluck it without hesitation."
Peony... isn't that Li Zhilan?
The late emperor's beloved daughter, and the new emperor's trusted sister, she loved to wear clothes with peony patterns, her beauty both elegant and flamboyant.
That's pretty accurate.
She continued reading the second half of the sentence: "If you ask where true friends are in this world, look no further than springtime."
Tell him not to hesitate any longer, seize the opportunity, and he'll be more accurate.
Wen Jiayue looked away and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
Since this refers to Shen Fuhan and Li Zhilan, does the first bad luck fortune mean that she and Shen Fuhan are the same person?
Shen Fuhan stared at the words "mutual understanding" for a long time, then looked at Wen Jiayue, who was lost in thought.
"Let's go." He put down the marriage fortune slip.
Wen Jiayue came to her senses: "But you broke one of the fortune sticks."
Shen Fuhan paused, walked over to a young novice monk, explained the reason, and left a silver note.
Wen Jiayue secretly curled her lip; they really are rich and powerful.
When he returned, he was carrying a marriage knot in his hand.
Wen Jiayue asked, "What are you going to do with this?"
"He gave it to me," Shen Fuhan asked, "Should I hang it up?"
Before she could answer, he hung the marriage knot at the highest point.
Wen Jiayue looked at Shen Fuhan.
Who is he thinking of at this moment?
There was no need to guess; she already knew the answer.
After leaving the Yue Lao Temple, Wen Jiayue lost interest and didn't want to walk around anymore, so she asked, "When can we go back?"
"The earliest is noon."
With an hour to go before noon, Wen Jiayue decided to go buy some things.
"Husband, have you brought enough money?"
"How much do you want?"
Wen Jiayue bought blessed jade pendants, cinnabar bracelets, amulets... all with Shen Fuhan's money.
After buying the things, she felt much better and went to have a vegetarian meal.
A guard came by midway through the meal, and Shen Fuhan said, "I'll go out for a moment, you eat first."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and asked, "When are you coming back?"
She frowned, looking worried.
Shen Fuhan said in a low voice, "You must come back before you finish eating."
Watching him walk away, Wen Jiayue continued eating, but it tasted rather bland.
Ruyi smiled and teased, "Madam, how come you can't be without the young master for even a moment now?"
Wen Jiayue looked at Ruyi, who knew nothing, shook her head, and didn't say a word.
After a while, Shen Fuhan returned.
She asked, "Can we go now?"
Shen Fuhan asked, "Have you finished eating?"
Wen Jiayue was already too full to eat anymore.
She nodded: "Yes, I want to go back and pack as soon as possible so I can set off earlier tomorrow."
Shen Fuhan then said, "Let's go then."
Seeing his decisiveness, Wen Jiayue asked, "Aren't you going to tell Third Master Yu and Miss Jiaojiao?"
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "They went down the mountain a long time ago."
Wen Jia asked, "Have you found the person you're looking for?"
"No."
His composure left Wen Jiayue speechless.
After thinking for a moment, she lowered her voice and asked, "Won't the Emperor blame you for returning empty-handed?"
"No, I expected it. It would be unexpected if it were found so easily."
Wen Jiayue remained silent. What was he doing here? Was he just sightseeing?
Moreover, what kind of person is so hard to find?
She stopped asking, knowing that Shen Fuhan wouldn't reveal any more details anyway.
He must have his reasons for coming here in person.
The path down the mountain was easy to walk, but as far as the eye could see, there were steep cliffs.
Wen Jiayue didn't dare to look up, staring down at the stone steps beneath her feet, afraid of taking the wrong step.
Finally reaching the first pavilion, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sat down to rest.
Shen Fuhan asked, "So scared?"
Wen Jiayue nodded.
She used to dream about falling down the stairs, so she was always very nervous when going down the stairs, afraid of missing a step.
This is a huge mountain. If you fall down it, you'll be smashed to pieces, or even if you're lucky, you'll definitely be covered in injuries.
If it weren't for fulfilling a vow, she probably wouldn't have gone up the mountain at all.
After resting for a while, Wen Jiayue mustered up her courage and continued down the path.
The next moment, Shen Fuhan grasped her hand.
Wen Jiayue paused for a moment, then said, "No need..."
“I’m holding your hand,” Shen Fuhan said, gripping it tightly. “I won’t let you fall.”