A Perfect Match

Rainy?

Li Qingyu raised his head to look into the sky.

It was a little dark now, but there was no wind around and he did not feel stuffy. How could it rain in such good weather?

Moreover... should he pay the master some money now?

"No need. I think everything will be good this time." Zhao Xuanjing's eyes were in a trance as he looked at Xie Qiao. He smiled faintly and said, "Senior Sister is my spell of good fortune." 

Li Qingyu thought he heard wrong.

His Highness... What did he mean? Why did he sound sarcastic?

Zhao Xuanjing turned his head again, still relaxed and a bit lazy. He said to Li Qingyu, "Don't you even have a cash?" 

"Ah?" Li Qingyu was stunned.

"I heard that people who are about to die shouldn't be charged divination money, right? Could it be that this kid is already so miserable now?" Zhao Xuanjing looked a bit indifferent.

Before Xie Qiao could speak, Li Qingyu understood what he meant.