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The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 606 - 605: Narrow Escape from Death
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Chapter 606: Chapter 605: Narrow Escape from Death

Xia Wenjin casually asked, "So tell me, what’s the problem?"

Mo Qingfeng shook his head dramatically and said, "The Taohua Palace unexpectedly branches in the middle, forming an eastern and western path, indicating trouble in your marriage. Strangely, one path leads to fortune, the other to misfortune! However, the fortunate path is blurry, while the misfortune path is clear. This fortunate path merely aids, but the misfortune path is the main one? Strange, strange!"

Xia Wenjin was originally in a rather depressed mood, but seeing his pretentious demeanor, she couldn’t help but laugh and said, "What are you craving now? Even if you want me to treat you to a good meal, you don’t need to scare me like this, do you?"

"How is this scaremongering?" Mo Qingfeng acted offended.

Xia Wenjin laughed, "According to you, even though the misfortunate path is clear, I certainly can’t take it, and the fortunate path is blurry, so I’m uncertain how to proceed. Does this mean I will end up alone?"

Mo Qingfeng looked her over, his gaze unabashedly direct. If he were not so serious, and his eyes weren’t void of lasciviousness, staring at a girl this way would be extremely rude.

Finally, he frowned in thought, looking at Xia Wenjin’s face, muttering to himself, "Looking at your face, you should be blessed, so there shouldn’t be any possibility of ending up alone. But with the Taohua Palace so ambiguous, what’s going on?" Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "I understand now, the fortunate path is blurry not because of you, but because someone else’s fate is uncontrollable!"

Xia Wenjin’s heart stirred; did Mo Qingfeng mean what she thought?

In her past life, this person didn’t exist, or maybe this person didn’t live to the present time. So back at Shian Temple, Mo Qingfeng wasn’t just spouting nonsense?

Thinking of this, she said solemnly, "Tell me the truth. At Shian Temple, were you deliberately scaremongering for attention, or did you truly see something?"

Mo Qingfeng looked displeased, "So that’s how you see me, as untrustworthy?"

Xia Wenjin pursed her lips, "If you hadn’t dressed up as Kong Chan, maybe I would have believed you!"

Mo Qingfeng said with a sense of loneliness, "Can you blame me? Do you think I want to pretend to be someone else? People are too superficial. If I show my true self, they see I’m young and doubt my capability. Isn’t it only by pretending to be older that people would trust me? Master Kong Chan of Bodhi Temple, his name is so renowned! If I didn’t borrow his name, who would believe me?"

Xia Wenjin: "..."

Seeing her silent, Mo Qingfeng calmed down, "Back then, when I read the fortune for you two, it indeed showed as such. Don’t underestimate me because I’m young. Have you heard of the ’Stargazing Method’?"

Xia Wenjin said, "That ancient book from hundreds of years ago, left by Master Xu Yun, the Abbott of Bodhi Temple during the Tianqian Dynasty, of course, I’ve heard of it!"

"Exactly!" Mo Qingfeng said enthusiastically. "I’m a legitimate heir of the ’Stargazing Method’. Just imagine, if I couldn’t even grasp such a minor matter, wouldn’t I be a laughingstock?"

"Didn’t you also say I wouldn’t live past sixteen? Yet here I am!" Xia Wenjin cast him a sidelong glance.

Mo Qingfeng replied dismissively, "That calamity was just avoided! Do you think living past sixteen means you’ll live to a ripe old age?"

Xia Wenjin’s eyes fluttered, "Has Huang... Zhen’s calamity been averted?"

Mo Qingfeng thought for a moment, "His calamity is more perilous than yours, yet there’s fortune within danger, danger within fortune. Honestly, it’s exceedingly complex; it’s a nine-death-one-life fortune."

Xia Wenjin: "..."

Seeing her change in expression, Mo Qingfeng comforted, "Actually, his nine-death-one-life fate will come about in the next couple of years; it’s more straightforward than yours!"

Xia Wenjin hesitantly asked, "Will he... make it through?"

Mo Qingfeng jumped down from the wall, dusting off his clothes, "Girl, are you seriously underestimating a master like me? At least I’m a master who can glimpse celestial secrets, understand mysteries, comprehend vitality, and recognize timing! Are you planning to discuss these things with me in this alley?"

Xia Wenjin smirked, "What do you want to eat? It’s on me!"

Mo Qingfeng’s eyes immediately lit up, "I heard Yan Zui Xuan has a type of wine they don’t sell to outsiders..."

Xia Wenjin said, "Got it, let’s go then!"

Even though she was in the alley and had been pacing in a muddled mood, she hadn’t wandered far. Exiting the alley and going around the side, they reached the back door of Yan Zui Xuan.

Xia Wenjin took Mo Qingfeng inside and directly to the third floor, to Room Heaven, and asked the waiter to summon Yan Huanlin.

Yan Huanlin was aware of this owner’s previous affairs and promptly came to check the situation, only to find Xia Wenjin calmly conversing with someone, looking unconcerned. Realizing she wanted the Apricot Blossom Drunk Spring Rain wine, he promptly arranged it without any hesitation.

Previously, this wine was scarce, but recently more had been brought in, fulfilling Mo Qingfeng’s wish.

Mo Qingfeng unabashedly ordered several signature dishes, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a big gulp.

Xia Wenjin asked, "When did you arrive in the capital?"

While drinking tea, Mo Qingfeng responded, "Two days ago!"

Xia Wenjin smiled, "Did you come to return Master Kong Chan’s credentials or what?"

Mo Qingfeng glared at her, "Don’t falsely accuse me. Where would I have Master Kong Chan’s credentials? I, Mo Qingfeng, am upright and righteous, how could I do such a thing?"

At that moment, the waiter came in with the dishes.

Xia Wenjin glanced at the righteous-looking Mo Qingfeng and shook her head with a silent laugh, this man sure is prideful.

With all the wine and dishes served, Mo Qingfeng was delighted, first pouring himself a glass, savoring the aroma deeply; the wine was indeed very fragrant.

He raised the cup, ready to gulp it down, but was stopped by a pair of chopsticks. Xia Wenjin looked at him, "Now, will you tell me?"

Mo Qingfeng looked at the chopsticks pressing down on his cup, testing their steadiness and strength; clearly, it would be difficult to bypass the chopsticks and drink.

Mainly, such fine wine should be savored; to gulp it down hastily would be a waste. Mo Qingfeng raised his eyes, "What are you asking about?"

Xia Wenjin squinted, eyes unfriendly, "I’m asking you, will he make it through?"

Mo Qingfeng stopped joking, his expression becoming earnest, "You shouldn’t be asking me. The way of heaven is difficult to predict, fortune is ever-changing, a third of one’s fate truly lies in one’s own hands, what happens beyond, even the heavens may not know!"

Xia Wenjin: "..."

She rolled her eyes, "So asking you amounts to asking in vain?"

Mo Qingfeng remained unapologetic, "For someone facing a nine-death-one-life fate, they must pass through nine deaths to gain a single chance at life!"

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