Chapter 1327: The wife wants to be a widow every day (12)

"I watch the horoscopes at night, and the celestial phenomena are variable. There are foreign stars rising in the south, and the light faintly covers the rest of the stars. The Chu daughter is indestructible, she may be the one who can solve your death. Marrying her, there is no harm. "
Yan Jun's brows were always frowned, but because this was the master he had always respected, he did not refute, but his expression was obviously disapproving.
The old man Tianji suddenly squeezed his fingers, his face changed, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and said, "Come on, Jun'er, let me do some more for you."
Yan Jun nodded and said yes.
After the calculation.
The face of the old man Tianji was faintly heavy, but there was also some lingering joy, "Jun'er, your fate has changed, and your death has changed. But as a teacher now, you can’t calculate anything about you, and your future is in dust. I'm afraid it will be a bumpy future..."
Hearing this, Yan Jun bends his lips slightly.
"It's okay, I can't help my fate. The big deal is death. What's the fear of death."
The young man's eyebrows were high, and the old man Tianji sighed.
Jun'er is a born emperor.
If it weren't for the incident back then, the territory of Beiliang would have expanded to an unimaginable level in his hands.
A generation of talented talents was almost destroyed in the hands of those people.
The old man Tianji suddenly gave a hey.
Yan Jun looked at him, and then found out that the face of his master suddenly became a little subtle and very strange.
"?"
"master?"
The old man Tianji stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, "Although I can't see your future as a teacher, I see you...love."
Yan Jun was obviously taken aback: "...?"
The old man of Tianji: "Jun'er, your life is destined to have a rough road of love. If you are too hard and fragile, if you want to go your own way, I am afraid you will not die."
After all, the old man Tianji sighed faintly.
"I can't tell, you are still a lover."
For this, Yan Jun didn't believe it very much.
He is by nature cold and has few attachments. The word love has never been taken seriously.
"Master is too worried."
After speaking, Yan Jun turned around and left, leaving only a straight and upright figure of the old man Tianji, like a bamboo like a pine.
The sky looks like this.
The old man Tianji has never missed anything in his life.
He sighed.
This princess of Nanchu might be able to save Jun'er, or maybe...destroy him.
A prophecy.
The old man Tianji never thought that after many years, his disciple, who had never changed his face before the landslide, would kneel in front of him like that and beg him to save his wife in that way.
Fold down a proud body, put down a proud body.
Even if the request is likely to be nothing.

A few days later, it is the day to go to Chengtian Temple to pray every year. In previous years, people from the royal family usually went there, even Yan Jun was no exception. Although he was not in good health, he would still attend such occasions.
It is early spring, the weather is still damp and cold, and the morning air is fresh, but it is inevitable that there is a little chill. Yan Jun is still wearing a cloak, his body seems to be particularly chilly, his face is pale, and he is dressed in this way, more like a banished fairy from the Zhilan Yushu.
Fu Yue couldn't help but dazzled for a moment.
She couldn't help asking: "This blessing is so important? You must all go?"
Yan Jun held a heater with his slender fingers, and his dark eyes gave her a smile.
"It may not be possible in previous years, but not this year."
Fu Yue blinked, "Why?"
It's no shame to ask if you don't understand.