The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 339 Priest Allure (31)

After Luo Qianci finished speaking, the atmosphere in the whole hall suddenly became weird.

"What did the princess just say?"

The emperor glanced at the jade bracelet on Luo Qianci's wrist, and didn't notice what she said for a while.

Seeing the emperor's absent-minded appearance, the queen frequently looked at the nine princesses of Xiling, thinking that he was fascinated by the nine princesses, and couldn't help but feel even more displeased with the nine princesses.

When the Xiling envoy heard the emperor's words, he thought that the emperor was giving Luo Qianci a chance to reorganize his words, so he quickly winked at her, trying to pull her back.

Who would have thought that Luo Qianci would avoid them and repeat what she had said just now.

Not to mention the emperor, even the ministers would not agree to this matter.

The prophecy is a glimpse of the sky, and it will shorten your life.

The priest is not in good health, what if he accidentally dies after prophesying to her?
This priest has not yet confiscated his disciples. If she goes, there will be no priests in Dongwu.

So I definitely can't agree!
The ministers thought this way, so they naturally thought that the emperor thought so too.

However, what they didn't expect was that the emperor actually looked at the girl on the lower right, and asked kindly, "What do the priests think of the nine princesses' proposal?"

Is this going to push her out?

Wei Xi curled his lips into a chuckle, raised his warm and tender eyes to look at Luo Qianci who was opposite, and said lazily, "Princess must also know that this prophecy is a glimpse of a secret and a lifespan. But since the princess is so curious, then Why don't I just waste ten years of the princess' lifespan, and let me give you a prophecy?"

"My lord priest, are you joking? If it is true that one time will consume ten years of life, don't you..." Although Luo Qianci didn't say the rest, everyone knew what she meant.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to admire her courage, or call her stupid, who was wrong, but the priest.

"As a prophet, I am naturally different from the Ninth Princess." Wei Xi looked at Luo Qianci who was opposite, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and there was still a smile on his pale and delicate face: "The Ninth Princess only needs to say a wish." Don’t want to? Just leave the rest to me.”

Now it's Luo Qianci's turn to hesitate. She knows the ability of Flower Festival, but doesn't this prophecy usually consume the life of the prophet?
How would it take her life?
Still ten years!

Couldn't the flower festival be fooling her?

So that she can dispel the idea.

The more Luo Qianci thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. She straightened her body and met the girl's gaze: "Okay, I promise you, princess!"

After finishing speaking, she added another sentence: "But if your prediction is inaccurate, it will prove that you are just a trickster!"

Wei Xi said meaningfully: "Whether it is accurate or not, the princess will know in a while."

After saying that, Wei Xi asked someone to fetch a pen and paper, picked up the brush with his white fingers and dipped it in ink, and raised his eyes to look at the person opposite: "Please tell me your birthday, princess."

"Aren't you a priest? Fortune-telling should be your forte, right? Do you know if you do the math?" Luo Qianci obviously deliberately punished Wei Xi.

Anyone could hear the aim in these words, but the emperor just didn't move. Although the ministers were dissatisfied, the one above didn't speak, so they naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Wei Xi paused, then took a pen to write on the white paper.

Then he put down the pen and asked the maid to send the white paper to Luo Qianci.

(End of this chapter)