Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 787 heralds the wedding of death. Is Grandpa dead?

Late at night, in the back garden of the manor house, surrounded by dense flowers, grasses and rare plants, Angelica is sitting on the Panlong stone bench purchased by Ji Ruchenhua at a high price. There are also terracotta warriors and clay pots in the bushes.

Seeing Ji Ruchen's big mouth, he immediately told Ji Yuni that they were going to fortune her and Gong Siyu's future marriage. He hesitated and glanced at Ji Ruchen, seemingly worried.

The shadow of "nineteen hexagrams in a row, none of the hexagrams and hexagrams" and the subsequent influence caused by the eight characters that Ji Yuno estimated and Gongsiyu previously lingered in his heart.

At this moment, Yuno and Miyaji are both here.

If the calculated result is not satisfactory, it will inevitably ruin the mood of the newly married couple.

He didn't want to sweep their interest.

Angelica Junxiu's clean face, a pair of unpredictable smart eyes, is ethereal and silent.

Pursing his lips, he silently glanced at Yuno and Miyajiyu.

In the next second, with angelica as the center, a faint blue gossip astrological array spread out, and the columnar aura suddenly shot into the gorgeous galaxy in the night sky.

Ji Yuno and Miyajiyu saw this scene.

It is hard to hide the shock.

Among them, only Angelica can predict the future and predict the prophet.

They looked at the stars in the sky with astrological signs to show people, arranged in the astrological array into the appearance of five elements and eight hexagrams, forming a magnificent star swirl.

Angelica’s divination seems to have improved again.

This was the first time they saw this scene of divination by astrology.

After some calculations, Angelica closes.

Yuno leaned lazily on the wicker chair, supported her forehead with one hand, and looked at Angelica, who was trying to control her facial expression, "How?"

"Huh?" Angelica was stunned and looked up, "emmm...well, it must be good, Xiao Nao, don't think too much, prepare for the marriage, don't think too much, think too much and easily get what you want, no matter how good Bad, so peace of mind."

"..." So is this good or bad?

Angelica finished talking, excuses being sleepy, pulled Ji Ruchen and left, it looked like a little fleeing away.

Seeing Angelica and Ji Ruchen leaving behind, Ji Yuno sighed thoughtfully, looking up at the starry sky under the night, "Hey, this Angelica, I can't tell lies."

Everyone can see that he is hiding something.

It was estimated that the result was not very good, and he didn't dare to say so much, so he slipped away.

Miyajiyu also noticed that Angelica was afraid that the calculation result was not very good, so he evaded.

Subconsciously wrapped Yuno's hand in his palm and pinched it tightly.

"It's okay, no matter how bad the result is, we have all come over. If it is smooth sailing, it will be confusing, and the plan will not keep up with the changes. If you know that there will be changes, it is better to prevent it in advance." After a pause, Gong Siyu Fengshou A bitter light flashed, "Anyone, don't want to ruin our wedding."

This is his obsession, what he is bound to accomplish, no one can stop it, just like changing his fate against the sky, no one can stop his determination to be together with Yuno, even if God... separate them.

In the corridor of the manor house.

Ji Ruchen held the angelica.

"Hey, so, is it good or bad?" Ji Ruchen itched curiously, approached, Bapo asked, "Is it bad?"

Angelica hesitated for a moment, flipped his wrist, and in the palm of his palm, a thick cloud of star swirl blood appeared suddenly, the blood mist was strange, and it seemed to herald something bad.

"Not good or bad, but... Ji Ruchen, Xiao Nao and Gong Siyu's wedding heralded death."

Ji Ruchen shook suddenly, his pupils contracted, and his eyebrows were twisted.

Heralding death?

Someone will die?

Who?

Miyajiyu or Yuno?

As a yin and yang officer of the underworld, Ji Yuno had long since wiped out her life and death...

Could it be...

Is it Miyajiyu?

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In a blink of an eye, another week passed after returning to the imperial capital from the palace ancestral residence.

November 28th.

The weather is getting colder.

But the planning of the wedding of Ki Yuno and Miyajiyu is in full swing.

The famous wedding planners who flew in from abroad, after completing the preliminary wedding planning, began to search for wedding venues that met the requirements in the Imperial Capital. The wedding venue selection of the heirs of the palace family suddenly became the major five-star hotels in the Imperial Capital. Object of competition.

At the same time, Gong Siyu spent a lot of money, and the high-level private wedding customized team invited from Paris also arrived in the Imperial City. This Sislan hand-made wedding high-end customized team is for customers either the royal family or foreign aristocrats and Hollywood international stars , The wedding dress made is unique and has no duplicate.

The team brought a lot of style wedding dresses for Yuno to try on and provided designer inspiration.

The wedding dress design and tailor-made size are located in the manor where Yuno lives.

From the selection of wedding dress materials to wedding dress styles to various details, the team strictly controls.

At noon, two guests, who were nearly 200 years old, welcomed in the manor.

Gong Mingyi, the grandfather of Gongsiyu, and Zhuge Qingyun.

The Audi of the military drove slowly into the gate of the manor, and finally stopped by the round European-style musical statue fountain. Not far from the holly and flat lawns on both sides of the avenue, the puppet servants carefully trimmed them, gorgeous and graceful. Solemn and grand.

I heard that Grandpa Gong Siyu was here.

Yuno, who had not had time to change his wedding dress in the future, leaned down the corridor on the second floor with bare feet and beaming with a smile. Two strands of her lazily curled hair fell on her ears.

Carrying the skirt of snow-white organza and lace gauze, Ki Yuno happily walked down the marble stairs from the second floor to the first floor of the manor and greeted him with bare feet.

"Why is Grandpa here? Have you had lunch? We haven't eaten yet, let's go together!"

The model wedding dress that Yuno tried on was a one-shoulder cutout lace style, which was studded with real rhinestones and pearl particles, which was extremely gorgeous.

Under the refraction of the large crystal chandelier in the manor, the beauty is breathtaking.

Gong Mingyi was in a bad mood at first, but when he saw such a beautiful granddaughter-in-law running towards him, somehow he suddenly smiled.

"Is the little girl trying on the wedding dress? Good! It's beautiful, it matches you."

Ji Yuno had a face-to-face meeting with the dignified Zhuge Qingyun, knowing that something must be in trouble, smiled slightly, and held the other side of Gong Mingyi, "Thank you, grandpa, for your praise."

"I haven't eaten it yet, I don't have any appetite."

"Let's go together, the craftsmanship of the professor at home is first-rate, and the cooking tastes great."

As soon as Ji Yuno's voice fell, he looked sideways, watching Gong Mingyi's face up close.

He saw that his eye sockets were dark, and his eyebrows were faintly invaded by an evil spirit, and he must have been entangled with something unclean.

The old man didn't notice it at all, but Zhuge Qingyun must have noticed it, and then he brought the old man over.

Gong Siyu learned that his grandfather was visiting.

He also appeared, and walked down the stairs, wanting to come forward to help.

But when he saw his grandfather's face, he somehow shrank his pupils, as if seeing something terrifying him, Gong Siyu rarely showed this expression.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yuno asked in a low voice.

"Dear, I just saw... Grandpa is dead."

(End of this chapter)