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Chapter 239: The Sign of Destiny

Chapter 239 Symbol of Destiny

"Your Majesty, there must be a sign in Guanju Palace. Wait a minute." Juechen narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned, and looked for the direction while pinching his fingers. He didn't stop until he reached the bottom of the swing in the pear garden.

"Your Majesty, if my calculation is correct, there must be signs here!" Juechen spoke loudly, his eyes firm and sharp.

"Come here! Dig!" Ye Hongyi's eyes were serious, and he looked at Yao Mowan in his arms with deep meaning. At this moment, the guards had already found the pickaxe and dug hard.

"Be gentle! If the symbol of destiny is damaged, it is considered unlucky!" Juechen reminded urgently. The guards naturally understood the power of this, and immediately abandoned their iron pickaxes and replaced them with hand planers.

After almost half a cup of tea, a guard suddenly exclaimed loudly

"I see it! I see it!" Everyone heard the sound and gathered around. At this moment, a huge Ganoderma lucidum appeared in front of everyone. The skin of the Ganoderma lucidum was purple-black in front of them, with a bright luster. When it first appeared,

A puff of white smoke evaporated.

"It's strange! How come Ganoderma lucidum grows in the soil?" Ting Yue murmured in surprise beside Yao Mowan.

"Poof—" At this moment, Juechen suddenly vomited blood, staggered and fell to the ground.

"How could this happen? Come here, help the Taoist Master up quickly!" Seeing this, Ye Hongyi immediately ordered the guards to help Juechen to his side.

"Your Majesty. In order to make the Emperor believe in Pindao, Pindao has just revealed the secret of heaven. Now losing one's lifespan is a divine punishment. The name of this Ganoderma lucidum is Ziguang, which is a sign of great auspiciousness and good luck. The Emperor must move it to Longqian Palace so that it can be cultivated well.

May the Emperor live as long as he lives with Heaven." After Juechen said these words, he immediately fell into a coma.

"Taoist Priest! Come here! Send the Taoist Priest to the Royal Hospital quickly!" Ye Hongyi spoke anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

After the guards carried Juechen out of Guanju Palace, Ye Hongyi immediately ordered the gardener in the flower room to move the Ganoderma lucidum in front of him into a high-quality porcelain basin and move it back to Longqian Palace.

The dinner was very good, and Yao Mowan, who had been working hard all day, leaned on the chaise longue tiredly, gently stroking the fur of the catkins with her delicate hands.

"Such a big Ganoderma lucidum is not found in the entire palace, how did you get it?" Ye Junqing sat at the table and looked at Yao Mowan suspiciously.

"What the imperial palace doesn't have, Fengyu Villa doesn't necessarily have." Yao Mowan smiled with her lips sparkling, her eyes sparkling.

"Poor Yan Nansheng. According to me, even if Juechen performed extraordinary today, the emperor may not believe him." Ye Junqing suddenly saw the scene of Yan Nansheng holding the table and vomiting blood, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself.

"Of course not, Mo Wan is waiting." Yao Mowan smiled at the corner of her lips, and a light flashed in her eyes.

"What are you waiting for?" Ye Junqing looked at Yao Mowan curiously. At this moment, Yin Xue dropped from the sky holding a ledger that was more than half a foot high.

"Your Majesty, what you've been waiting for has arrived." Yin Xue said, placing almost a hundred account books next to Yao Mowan.

"Well, bring over the side table and my treasure." Yao Mowan ordered quietly, and immediately sat on the imperial concubine chair. When Yin Xue placed the golden abacus in front of Yao Mowan, Ye Junqing was surprised.

He stood up and walked to Yao Mowan in a daze.

"What is this?" Ye Junqing became suspicious when he saw the words 'Jingyao Silk and Satin Village Bingxunian' written on the top account book.

"It's time to calculate how much money Mo Wan has." Yao Mowan casually took the account book, shook the abacus with one hand, and then turned over the account book. Her jade fingers jumped on the abacus as if playing a piano, and her movements were as graceful as playing the piano.

After having fun, the sound was even more crisp and sweet. Only then did Ye Junqing notice that the golden abacus was actually mixed with beads made of white jade, jade and colored glass, which would make such a beautiful sound when they collided with each other.

"This is Mangyuan's account book? So many?" Ye Junqing suddenly looked at Yao Mowan and said in disbelief.

"Wouldn't it be better to have more? If the prince is in trouble in the future, he can go to Mo Wan. With these family properties, it will not be a problem to keep the prince well-off." Yao Mowan raised her clear eyes and opened her lips slightly.

"I don't want to live a life of being dependent on others!" Ye Junqing said angrily.

"Then what kind of life is the prince living now?" Yao Mowan smiled sweetly, and moved her fingers quickly, like a wind and flowing clouds.

Speechless, Ye Junqing ran away in anger.

The next day, when Juechen woke up from his coma, the first thing that came to his mind was to lick his tongue between his teeth to make sure that he had swallowed the blood sac squeezed between his teeth in time.

"Taoist Master, are you awake?" The soft voice sounded like a spring breeze blowing by his ears. Juechen heard the sound and looked away, and suddenly he saw an unparalleled face appear in front of him.

"I'm a poor man." When Juechen was about to stand up, Yao Suluan held his shoulder down first.

"The Taoist Master is weak, so there is no need to salute." Yao Mowan said and brought the teacup in her hand to Juechen's mouth.

"I'm a poor man. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration." Feeling Yao Suluan's fingers touching her shoulders, Juechen couldn't help but choke and spoke hoarsely.

"Su Luan and Taoist Priest have met several times. Yesterday, I heard that Taoist Priest was vomiting blood and was in coma. Su Luan felt uneasy and stayed up all night, so he went to the Departure Court privately to visit. Fortunately, Taoist Priest was fine, otherwise Su Luan

This heart." Yao Suluan's beautiful eyes were full of charm, and the hand holding Juechen's shoulder subconsciously moved to his chest.

"Juechen, thank you, Imperial Concubine, for your kindness." As Juechen spoke, he held the teacup with both hands and moved his body backwards as if unintentionally.

"Since the Taoist priest is fine, Su Luan will go back to the palace first and come to visit later." Yao Su Luan knew that he could not stay in the palace for a long time, so he reluctantly took back his jade hand and turned around to leave.

Seeing Yao Suluan swaying out of the room, Juechen couldn't help but let out a harsh sigh. It was so dangerous, he almost lost control just now.

"Who are you? Hmm." Just when Juechen was relaxing, a figure suddenly passed by.

In Guanju Palace, Yin Xue reported everything she saw at that time to Yao Mowan.

"Tsk, tsk, what a pity. How can Taoist Master refuse her when she is so beautiful?" Yao Mowan looked at Juechen with a look of regret and raised her hand to signal him to get up.

"I swear that I don't covet Concubine Li at all! Your Majesty, you know it!" Juechen knew very well that Yao Suluan was the second sister of the plague god in front of him. Even if he wanted a woman, there was no need to disturb Tai Sui.

.Ever since that night, Juechen understood one thing from the bottom of his heart. He would rather die than offend the ancestor in front of him. As for what happened that night, Juechen would not tell him until he died.

"Why? Isn't the second sister pretty? Can't she catch the Taoist priest's eyes?" Yao Mowan opened her eyes wide and asked curiously.

"no."

"It's best if it's not. Listen carefully. If Yao Suluan is rude to you again, you don't have to be polite. If you have flowers, you must break them. Don't wait until there are no flowers. Don't wait until there are no flowers. You understand?" Yao Mowan took a pick.

The tips of his eyebrows solemnly commanded.

"Isn't this bad?" Juechen timidly raised his eyes to look at Yao Mowan and spoke tentatively.

"No! Since the second sister has needs, you just satisfy her. If I want to know that you are pretending to be noble again, I will throw you into the cleaning room! If you don't use something, you might as well have it cut off." Yao Mo

Wan looked at Juechen seriously, without any intention of joking.


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