Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

"I'm full."

March 7th slumped unceremoniously in a chair, covering his mouth with his right hand to prevent himself from letting out an unseemly burp.

There were about a dozen empty steamers piled up haphazardly on the table in front of her. Each one had been swept clean, leaving not even a drop of soy sauce from the rice noodle rolls.

She had confidently declared she would order everything, but after eating the fifth basket, she started complaining of being full, yet her chopsticks still resolutely reached for the sixth.

"How about it? This place is pretty good, isn't it?"

Qingque also sat sprawled out, disregarding her image, with a toothpick dangling from her mouth, her posture exactly the same as the uncle playing chess at the alley entrance.

This breakfast has been going on for quite a while now. The steamer has been changed twice, and the tea has been refilled three times. In between, she also took the opportunity to explain several of Fu Xuan's living habits to Xing.

In the time it takes to eat a meal, she felt like she had said everything she needed to say in a month.

Xing did not participate in the two-person slumping competition; her attention remained fixed on her phone screen, her fingertips occasionally tapping it.

At that moment, she was staring at the latest messages Lu Ze had sent, and her expression subtly changed.

"What should we do next? Lu Ze has already moved into Fu Xuan's house."

"What?! Things are progressing so fast!"

Qingque suddenly sat up straight, almost dropping the toothpick from her mouth onto the table, her face filled with disbelief.

Having followed Fu Xuan for so many years, she knew her master, the Grand Diviner, well—cold-faced, meticulous, aloof, and maintaining a social distance of more than three feet from everyone.

As a result, Lu Ze moved into Fu Xuan's house less than a day after he transmigrated?

"Lu Ze said it, look if you don't believe me." Xing handed the phone screen to Qing Que, letting her look through the chat history herself.

Qingque took the phone, swiped her fingers across the screen a few times, and her eyes widened as she looked at it.

The chat logs clearly state that Fu Xuan not only paid for Lu Ze's meal and closed the case, but also helped him get a job as a librarian at the Imperial Apostle's Office, which is the same position he is currently holding.

In other words, Lu Ze not only stayed at Fu Xuan's house, but also inexplicably became his senior thirty years ago.

Qingque put down her phone, took a deep breath, and felt her worldview being reshaped.

"Is this Lu Ze some kind of succubus?"

"How can Lord Fu Xuan be so doting! He's spending money and effort on me, providing food and lodging, and even finding me a job. I had to go through three rounds of written exams and two rounds of interviews to get into the Grand Divination Bureau, although this position is one I've been demoted to..."

This is no benefactor; even biological parents wouldn't be this kind.

Qingque didn't believe in love without a reason.

Based on her understanding of Fu Xuan, she knew that every action of this Grand Diviner was supported by clear motives and meticulous deductions, and he never acted on impulse.

A few words of sympathy might get Fu Xuan to pay for Lu Ze's meal, but it's definitely not enough for her to bring a stranger she'd only known for less than a day into the Taibu Si, much less for her to open her own door.

There must be another reason behind this.

She reached into her sleeve and pulled out the Imperial Jade Token that she always carried with her.

This deck of cards is what she usually uses to play cards and slack off, but she can also use it occasionally as a makeshift divination tool, and it can even be thrown out and used as a weapon.

The principles of Qiongyu divination are similar to those of Taibu Sizheng.

She picked out four idle fish cards from the deck, held them in her palm, shook them, and then tossed them onto the table.

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The crisp sound of the jade pendant striking the table immediately drew everyone's attention.

"What's wrong?"

On March 7th, he looked curiously at the jade plaque on the table, which had one upright and three reversed sides.

Although she couldn't understand divination, the unusually serious expression on Qingque's face made her feel that this matter was not simple.

"I am deducing the logic behind the Grand Diviner's behavior."

Qingque calmly retrieved the jade tablet from the table, tossed it again, retrieved it again, and tossed it again.

Xing put down her phone and looked at it quietly, while Dan Heng also turned his gaze back from the window.

And so, Qingque tossed it six times in a row.

As the number of cards she dealt increased, her brows furrowed more and more, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead—clearly, this matter was not easy for her to deduce.

Each time the cards were thrown, the resulting hexagram pieced together an increasingly clear outline in her mind.

When the final card was dealt, Qingque let out a long breath, her brows suddenly relaxed, and a look of sudden realization appeared on her face.

"I see... "

"What's wrong? You're driving me crazy!"

March 7th was clearly intrigued and immediately grabbed Qingque's arm, her tone filled with urgency.