The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

"So that's it!" Yu Xiaoyu murmured, and then said to the orange cat, "You almost scared me to death! No, you have to compensate me. But you don't have the money to compensate me, what should you do?"

Yu Xiaoyu smiled evilly, "Then compensate yourself to me! From now on, you will be my cat!"

She kept harsh words on her lips, but her movements of petting the cat were extremely gentle. She also took food from the refrigerator and fed it: "If you eat my food, you have agreed. I will buy you a cat scratching post later. Don't do it again in the future." You’re scratching my bed board!”

[Envy, I also want a fat orange. 】

[The previous owner was so disgusting. Why didn’t you take the pet away when you moved? It is because of so many irresponsible people that there are so many stray cats and dogs. 】

[Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted young lady. I hope that the young lady will be kind to the orange cat in the future. 】

Yu Xiaoyu also saw the comments from netizens and immediately promised: "I will treat it well and take it with me wherever I go in the future. In fact, I have wanted to raise a cat for a long time, but I didn't expect fate to be waiting for me here. .”

The orange cat seemed to have a premonition of something and meowed happily.

A supernatural beginning leads to a happy ending.

The three hexagrams have been calculated and the time has reached 12 o'clock in the evening.

After Sang Feiwan said a brief goodbye to his fans, he exited the live broadcast room.

Qi Ling stared at the screen until the screen was turned off. She was still a little unfinished: "Don't forget it? Is it over like this?"

"Three hexagrams a day, today's calculation is over." Sang Feiwan paused and said deliberately and maliciously, "Or I ask King Shou to come again tomorrow, and we can continue the live broadcast?"

Qi Ling said quickly: "How can that be done? I've been waiting for so long."

Her face darkened slightly: "You won't go back on your word, don't you want to summon the soul of King Shou for me?"

Sang Feiwan smiled slightly: "It's just a joke, he's already here."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the set of Prince Shou's Mansion in the studio——

As she finished speaking, a strong wind blew, causing the temperature of the entire studio to suddenly drop by more than ten degrees.

squeak-

The vermilion-lacquered door of Prince Shou's Mansion slowly opened, and a man wearing a golden crown and a vermilion jade belt and brocade robe appeared in front of him.

His appearance is extremely handsome, especially his eyes, which are deep and translucent, exuding a cool and noble temperament.

Qi Ling stared blankly, his eyes already filled with tears. My heart is obviously full of emotions, but I can't say a word.

King Shou also saw the weapon spirit and walked towards her slowly step by step. Thousands of years of time slowly shrunk under his feet, stopping at a distance of more than two meters.

He looked at her with some confusion in his eyes: "Have I seen you before? Why do you think you are so familiar?"

In an instant, Qi Ling burst into tears.

"I'm Jin Buyao, the Buyao you gave to the imperial concubine. Do you... still remember?"

Her voice was trembling when she asked this question.

She was looking forward to it but was afraid, afraid that if he said he had forgotten it, her thousand years of waiting would be in vain.

The doubts in King Shou's eyes slowly dissipated, and after a moment, they were covered with a touch of sadness: "I remember, of course I remember. Before we got married, I found the most famous craftsman in the Tang Dynasty, and drew the manuscript myself, and carefully crafted it for her. Got a golden walking stick."

"That night, I personally put Bu Yao on her head. Bu Yao is beautiful, and her shy face is even more beautiful."

"But then she left, and Bu Yao never appeared again. Are you really the same Bu Yao you were back then?"

Qi Ling nodded with tears in his eyes: "Yes, I am. The noble concubine has never forgotten you. I was the only jewelry he took with him when he left Prince Shou's Mansion. I stayed by her side for many years after that, until the end of her life."

"I have been waiting for more than 1000 years. I have been waiting for you, waiting for you on behalf of the imperial concubine. I finally waited..."

Thousands of years of waiting are not for reincarnation, but just to keep the memory and see the former lover again for the master.

The obsession was finally over. Qi Ling looked back at Sang Feiwan and nodded to express his gratitude.

Then her whole body emitted a golden light, and the golden light emerged from Qin Yue'er's body like a cloud of smoke. She lost the control of the weapon spirit, and Qin Yue'er's body staggered and fell to the ground.

The golden light entwined in mid-air, and finally transformed into a golden walking stick.

King Shou spread out his palm, and the step wave landed on his palm with great aura.

After a moment, the golden light faded away, and Jin Buyao stopped making any movement.

"Shou Wang" sighed softly: "She is gone."

Sang Feiwan hummed: "Let's go, you can change back."

"Shou Wang" then removed his spiritual power, and his face returned to that of Yu Beiming.

Of course, Sang Feiwan couldn't really summon the soul of King Shou.

It has been more than a thousand years. King Shou of that time has been reincarnated for an unknown number of lives, and he does not even know whether he can be reincarnated into a human womb.

Even if he can still be a human being in this life, he is no longer the longevity king he was before.

But the weapon spirit's obsession is to see King Shou again. If he can't see him again, he won't be able to eliminate his obsession, and there will be no way to resolve the matter.

So Sang Feiwan came up with a compromise, asking Yu Beiming to pretend to be King Shou to eliminate the obsession with the weapon spirit so that he could leave peacefully.

In order to make everything more realistic, she deliberately chose the time when the yin energy was at its strongest, and let Qi Ling see her psychic ability in the live broadcast in advance, so that she was completely convinced.

Before Yu Beiming left, Sang Feiwan said that he would stop working and do a small favor later, which meant that he would be a guest of the King of Longevity.

It’s really hard work to say!

Sang Feiwan sighed: "The relationship between these men and women is really disturbing. The two main characters don't know where they went after reincarnation, but she is a spirit trapped in obsession and can't forget it."

Yu Beiming lowered his head and looked at Jin Buyao in his hand. He didn't know what he thought of. There was a touch of sadness in his eyes: "Why didn't King Shou go to see her back then? Yang Yuhuan was obviously his first wife, how could he bear it? You don’t even want to see him die?”

"Who knows?" Even Sang Feiwan couldn't calculate everything that happened thousands of years ago.

Maybe when he dreamed about her at midnight, he would miss her so much that he couldn't bear to die, but he didn't dare to show any emotion due to the pressure of the king's authority.

Or maybe he is a ruthless person and has forgotten her a long time ago. After all, compared with power and status, what does a mere woman mean?

No one knows the truth.

The longevity king in history later married another wife, had children, and then died.

The sweet soul in front of Mawei Slope could not wait for her lover.

All love, hate, and resentment are just a drop of ink in the historian's pen. When it falls on the long river of history, it only creates a small ripple of beauty.

Yu Beiming sighed quietly: "No matter what others do, there is always one person in the world who loves only one person wholeheartedly, regardless of the vicissitudes of life or what happens in the world."

"Maybe." Sang Feiwan responded lightly, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking about.

When she raised her head again, her eyes were sharp and her voice was cold: "Yu Beiming, who are you?"