Feng Jiu smiled slightly, she looked at him and said: "Master, I want to ask you one more thing."
Hearing this, the monk looked at her, paused for a moment, and then said, "What do you want to ask, benefactor?"
"Cold frost."
Feng Jiu called out, and saw Leng Shuang and Leng Hua carrying out a crib. Two children wearing pink and white clothes were playing in the crib, giggling from time to time.
Seeing the two children, the monk's expression changed slightly. He looked at Fengjiu and asked, "What do you want, donor?"
"The master is a high-ranking monk in Buddhism. He has a Buddha's light on his body, which shows that he has a high level of cultivation. So, I want the master to help my two children see if there are any major disasters during their growing years. If so, how to solve it?"
Hearing this, the monk sighed and said, "Donor, why do you have to make things difficult for me?"
“Why do you say it’s difficult? Is there something you can’t say?” Fengjiu raised her eyebrows.
The monk looked at her and saw that her clear eyes were fixed on him, as if she would not give up unless he explained the reason. Helplessly, after pondering for a while, he could only speak: "Donor, do you know that the Emperor Star is the star of loneliness?"
"Hmm?" Fengjiu raised her voice softly and looked at him in confusion.
Xuanyuan Moze, who was standing by, saw this and his eyes deepened. He slowly put down the tea in his hand. After looking at the two children, his deep gaze fell on the monk.
"Since the master has said so, why not explain it more clearly?" His deep voice came out slowly with a unique magnetism.
The monk looked at him and said, "The fate of Emperor Star was originally a solitary star, but it changed because of the appearance of Phoenix Star. Phoenix Star does not belong to the world. Therefore, although the child born to you two is blessed by powerful people from all sides at birth, it is still unknown whether it can survive."
His calm gaze fell on the two people's faces. Seeing their expressions become solemn because of his words, he sighed and said, "This is a secret of heaven and cannot be leaked. Moreover, even if I tell you, this disaster is unavoidable. If you know it, it will only increase your worries. It is better to follow the will of heaven and let nature take its course."
When Fengjiu heard the monk's words, her heart sank. If he had said something else, she might have smiled and not taken it to heart, but what he said was that she did not belong to this world, did not belong here, but she had taken root here, and now she had given birth to a pair of children, and their fate was still uncertain.
Hearing this, she felt a moment of panic and fear, afraid that what he said would come true.
And, maybe it will come true!
No! Even if it was true, she would not allow such a thing to happen!
Xuanyuan Moze's face turned dark due to his solemnity. He tightened his hand holding the cup. Due to the loss of control of the force, the cup broke with a snap, and the tea splashed out. The broken cup cut his palm, and blood seeped out and dripped onto the table.
When Feng Jiu saw this, she came to her senses immediately. She grabbed his hand and said, "Let go!"
Xuanyuan Moze took a look at his hand, then slowly loosened it. Seeing her frowning and nervously and worriedly helping him clean up the fragments on his palm, he couldn't help but feel guilty and apologetic at that moment.