Beautiful Shaman 3

He choked on his tea and coughed hard.

"Are you okay?" She looked worried and anxious.

"Hmm." His face reddened and he hurriedly drink some tea. He clutched his chest, looking as if he's in pain. That's true. He was indeed in pain, he almost got serious internal injuries from holding back his laughter.

When Ouyang Xueqing was not looking, his lips widened into an evil grin.

"That's good, then." She suddenly realized something. "Wait, esteemed shaman, how do I know he's the one when I've never met him? Do we had some kind of secret connection, like instant hatred in the first encounter or an epiphany?"

"Hmm, you could say so." You carried his sins, of course your soul would have some kind of resonance with him. But instant hatred…sadly that would be the opposite. But if I told you then it will not be interesting, haha! "Your soul will recognize him."

Ouyang Xueqing stood up, gather her dress and gave him a cute curtsy. "Thank you very much for your advice, esteemed shaman. I, Ouyang Xueqing, will not forget this favor for my whole life. If there's something you need in the future, let me know and I will do anything for you."

He laughed softly, the voice sounded so mesmerizing and smooth like gentle waves, stroking her ears and making her blinked in admiration.

Seriously, how could a man look so beautiful?

"Do you have any secret to look so beautiful?" She whispered unconsciously.

His laugh froze.

"Ah, sorry." She smiled nervously. "I didn't mean that. You were just so beautiful ah."

He acted as if he didn't heard that. "I am tired."

"Oh, okay!" Ouyang Xueqing bowed one last time before walking forward. "Please rest early, esteemed shaman. If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to tell Imperial Father! I will make sure he served you thoroughly!"

He just nodded and massaged his temple, looking very much like a fragile beauty seeking protection.

Ouyang Xueqing didn't waste any second and hastily made her way outside. Her hand had just touched the door when that soft voice sounded again.

"Wait."

She turned and titled her head. "Is there something else, esteemed shaman?"

The man was leaning on his chair, the sunlight pouring onto his silver hair, making his expression blurred. He looked like an immortal that stand higher than people. His eyes were lowered, his red brilliant pupils hidden beneath them. He tapped his finger rhythmically.

Ouyang Xueqing's heart thumped wildly in the face of this beautiful man that could make people kneel under his feet. She felt admiration, respect, and a sliver bit of fear.

There's no way that she could remained calm in front of this celestial being ah! She was so nervous that her mouth blabber more than necessary.

"If you're backed into a corner with no way out, remember to seek your way into the deepest part of the north mountain. You will receive what is rightfully yours there."

Ouyang Xueqing blinked. "What?" Backed into a corner? What did he mean? She could understand every word, but when placed in a sentence, she couldn't understand a bit!

He raised his head, and at that time, his red eyes sank deeply, making it look deeper and darker like blood. "Someone who was born to stand at the top cannot escape his fate no matter how many times he is reborn."

"Err…" Ouyang Xueqing scratched her head. "I am afraid…I do not understand your words."

"Just remember it will do."

"But…"

"Leave."

Ouyang Xueqing's mind were filled with question. But the blatant command made her cower. She nodded and scurried out. The words he said were twirling in her mind. She murmured inwardly. "Cannot escape his fate…"

She didn't know that one day, those words will be the sole reason for her to stay alive.

Ouyang Xueqing came out looking confused and were greeted with Wang Ze's worried face. "Qing'er, are you okay? Why do you look confused? What did the shaman say?"

She snapped from her reverie. "Ah, Imperial Father, you scared me."

"Are you okay?" Wang Ze had been pacing back and forth, sick with worries. Only when she saw her adopted daughter walking out did he sighed in relief. He scanned her from top to bottom. "What did the shaman told you?"

"Hmm." She still look somewhat distracted. "I am kind of hungry…"

"Come." Wang Ze hold her tiny hand and guided her toward her own courtyard. "Let This Lord served you some cakes. In the meantime, you could tell This Lord everything slowly."

Cakes! Imagining the smooth and sweet chocolates, Ouyang Xueqing grinned happily. "Let's go, Imperial Father!"

They didn't know that, when Ouyang Xueqing stepped out and the door was firmly closed, the silver-haired man disappeared abruptly from the room as if he was never there before. When the servant knocked on his door to served him lunch, they were greeted with an empty and desolate space.