Sir, I'm pregnant

Yi Tianxiang was very satisfied, mainly because of the Taoist priest's unspeakable sentence. It can be predicted that the word "expensive" of Su Sijin must be the Queen's life!

Wan'er sat down in front of the old Taoist priest: "Taoist priest, can you show me?"

The Taoist priest looked at Wan'er's exquisite face and asked her to stretch out her palm: "from your face and palmprint, you will get married later, but you will be very happy in your old age. There are children and daughters, and there are children and grandchildren."

"Really?" Wan'er was so excited that she trembled: "what about the conditions of the person I married?"

"Compared with you, I'm sure I'm not as good as you." The old Taoist priest told the truth.

Wan'er's face collapsed on the spot: "without my money, it's nothing."

"Men are not determined by how much money they have."

"It's useless if you can't earn money!"

The Taoist priest smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "the girl can leave."

"Here you are." Wan'er took out the silver and handed it to the Taoist priest.

This time, the Taoist priest stopped.

Wan'er came to Su Sijin depressed: "madam, I want to marry a waste."

"The Taoist priest said that if you don't have money, it doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability. Think about it. With your current conditions, how many men can compare with you?" In fact, what Wan'er said is not unreasonable. If a man doesn't even have the ability to support his family, he is a waste!

"That's what I said." Wan'er sighed.

"When fate comes, it will naturally become. Don't worry." Su Sijin took Wan'er back.

Yi Tianxiang unexpectedly sat in front of the Taoist priest: "help me calculate how long I can live."

Su Sijin stopped and looked at Yi Tianxiang. This is really a fortune teller!

The Taoist priest looked at Yi Tianxiang carefully, then he was surprised and looked flustered and lowered his head.

"Say it!" Yi Tianxiang urged impatiently.

The Taoist priest swallowed his saliva: "well... You... How long can you live? I really can't see, but you can certainly live a long life."

"I'm over ninety now."

"...." Taoist priest.

"Well, I won't embarrass you."

Yi Tianxiang didn't give Taoist priest any money. He went back to Su Sijin and said, "OK, enough trouble. Let's go back to the capital."

"OK." Su Sijin doesn't agree with the old man's calculation of how old he will live. If he says less, he will certainly make a diaphragm in his heart. If he says more, he will be bad for the fortune teller himself.

Wan'er is still looking forward to getting married. Her age has come. It's very difficult to get married. There are no clear instructions for what the Taoist priest said. She's embarrassed to go back and ask again.

The Taoist priest's eyes didn't come back until they left. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and muttered to himself: "I was almost killed... I was killed..."

"Grandpa, don't count your age in the future." Su Sijin said.

"I'm just curious. Who knows he's scared." Yi Tianxiang is very open about how long he will live, but people are a little curious.

"Probably I can see that you are good at martial arts."

"It's possible."

Yi Tianxiang didn't think much. He went outside the town and pulled them up and continued to run to the capital.

As soon as it was dark, Yi Tianxiang and them returned to the capital.

I left at noon yesterday and returned this evening. The speed is really quite fast.

When Uncle Ding saw them coming back, he said happily, "I'm so anxious. Just let my wife come back. Xiangye is worried."

"In the future, they will arrive almost in the middle of the night. Listen to something." Su Sijin told me.

"Don't worry, madam." Uncle Ding wrote it down.