Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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The atmosphere at the scene became relaxed and enthusiastic again. Zhuang Li then looked at Yun Changrong and said in a low voice, “Young Master, would you like to give it a try?”
The young guard’s calculations had happened right before Yun Changrong’s eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe them.
It is said that the emperor is appointed by Heaven. Now that the gods are here, why doesn’t he ask himself if he has this destiny? But there are too many people here, so how should he ask?
Zhuang Li noticed his hesitation and said at the right moment, “Does the young master also want to have his marriage fortune told? If you’re too shy, just ask in your heart.”
Yun Changrong was deeply attracted by the words “destiny” and unconsciously walked to the opposite side of Zhuang Li and sat down. To hide his feelings, he immediately blushed and pretended to be shy.
Qi Wang looked at him with interest and said gently, “If the gods indicate that you and that girl are destined to be together, I will go to the palace to ask for an imperial decree to grant you marriage.”
Yun Changrong quickly clasped his hands in thanks, his face becoming even more rosy.
“Please summon the gods in your heart, Your Highness.” Zhuang Li gently pressed down on the edge of the spirit communication board.
Before long, the necklace in Yun Changrong’s hand began to spin in circles, indicating that the deity had arrived.
He lowered his eyelids and silently asked himself a question, and the small silver arrow slowly pointed to the word “yes”.
No one knew what he asked, so he made no attempt to hide his ecstatic expression.
Immediately afterwards, he composed himself and silently asked himself another question, and the necklace pendant once again pointed to the word “yes”.
This time, the muscles on the side of his cheeks tightened slightly, undulating as if he were gritting his teeth— a micro-expression of making a firm decision.
Zhuang Li stared at him, his eyes growing colder and colder.
Yun Changrong wanted to ask other questions in his mind, but Zhuang Li suddenly spoke up: “What was the first question the young master asked that made you so happy?”
Yun Changrong blushed and said embarrassedly, “Mr. Zhuang, please don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.”
Zhuang Li nodded and said, “I guess the Crown Prince’s first question was— Gods, can I become the emperor?”
The scene became deathly silent.
Yun Changrong was stunned. After regaining his senses, he suddenly looked at Zhuang Li. In just a brief moment of eye contact, his chaotic mind was plunged into the other’s dark and deep eyes. In his conscious state, he had unknowingly been hypnotized.
The guards, who had been laughing and joking around watching the commotion, suddenly drew their swords and guarded the pavilion tightly. When they looked at the young master, their eyes were filled with murderous intent instead of respect.
Yun Changrong tried to throw away the necklace in his hand, but his shoulder was pressed down by a great force. Then, the deep voice of the Qi Wang sounded in his ear: “Keep calculating, let me see what he is thinking.”
Before anyone knew it, Qi Wang had circled around behind Yun Changrong, casually placing his hands on Yun Changrong’s shoulders, yet he exuded an overwhelming and irresistible aura.
However, what made Yun Changrong even more unable to resist was Zhuang Li’s lighthearted words: “You can’t get rid of this chain; it’s already grown into your palm.”
That one second of eye contact had allowed Zhuang Li to successfully control Yun Changrong’s mind.
Yun Changrong looked at the chain and was horrified to find that it had actually pierced through his palm and become intertwined with his flesh.
“No, no, no, that’s not true, you’re talking nonsense, I never wanted to be emperor! I just wanted to have my marriage predicted!” Yun Changrong’s mind was in even deeper turmoil.
Zhuang Li stared straight at him and said coldly, “Your second question was— if I want to ascend the throne, must I kill my father?”
Yun Changrong’s eyes turned bloodshot in an instant, the intense shock causing his eyes to rapidly become bloodshot! This undeniable physiological change exposed his pretense and ambition.
The guards standing around the pavilion were trembling uncontrollably with their hands gripping their swords, not out of fear, but because of an irrepressible urge to kill.
Although Yun Changrong’s father had saved the prince, the prince raised him personally, enshrined him in the imperial register, bestowed upon him wealth and honor, and granted him immense power. All the kindness had been repaid, so how could he repay kindness with enmity? Such a person deserves to die!
In the extremely oppressive atmosphere, Zhuang Li continued, “Let me ask the third question. Did you already know that Qi Wang was not your biological father?”
Under hypnosis, Yun Changrong was unable to let go of the chain and could only watch helplessly as the small silver arrow pointed to “Yes”.
Qi Wang chuckled softly, but the temperature inside the pavilion suddenly plummeted to freezing.
Tears welled up in Yun Changrong’s eyes as he shook his head and said, “No, Father, don’t believe this liar.”
Zhuang Li ignored this and slowly asked, “Fourth question: Did you deliberately distract Qi Wang back then, causing him to be poisoned by the needle?”
The silver arrow pointed to “Yes” again.
“Fifth question: During this period of time, have you been plotting to kill the Qi Wang?”
The small silver arrow circled rapidly around the spirit board, eventually pointing to “Yes”.
Yun Changrong stared intently at everything before him, his face completely blank.
Zhuang Li extended his slender index finger and slowly pointed it at the top of his head, chuckling with amusement: “I seem to have forgotten to tell you that the name of this game is ‘Heaven is watching from above,’ and people who have done something wrong should never play it.”
“Are there gods watching over us?” Yun Changrong slowly looked up at the top of his head, finally collapsing into utter despair.
It turns out that the saying “Heaven is watching what people do” is actually true!
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