Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 434: Old Fool

Long Yue glanced at the incense, but gently shook her head.

This incense did not suit her taste. Buying it would be a waste; it would be better to give it to someone in need. She planned to get some dried plum petals, grind them into powder, and use it as incense later.

Yang Zhuoya and Qiao’er both bought some and also picked out various flower powders, such as rose powder, jasmine powder, and mugwort powder...

"Great!"

From afar, cheers sounded again from the monkey juggling spot, but shortly after, a scream erupted.

"Get out of the way, move quickly!"

"Watch out!"

"Mom, waaah—"

"Damn it, get back here!"

The noises were chaotic and scattered, even filled with fear. Long Yue frowned slightly and turned around to see where the crowd watching the juggling had parted, and a monkey suddenly darted out from within.

A circus performer was chasing after it aggressively.

"Eeeck eeck!"

The little monkey squealed and dashed towards Long Yue’s direction without a second thought.

Of course, it wasn’t heading towards anyone specifically; it just saw fewer people around Long Yue, making it easier to break through.

"Stop it, quickly, someone help me catch it!"

The performer shouted from over there, but Long Yue didn’t move. For one, she was pregnant and didn’t want to risk harm; for another, she found the monkey too clever, which struck her as odd.

She pulled Yang Zhuoya aside, and the monkey bolted past, casting Long Yue a glance that carried an emotion of gratitude.

Long Yue caught that gaze, slightly stunned, appearing somewhat surprised.

Wasn’t the monkey’s facial expression a bit too rich?

It felt almost human!

This thought startled her; how could it be possible?

Wait!

Long Yue suddenly thought of something. Back when the remnants of the Chen Country attempted an assassination at the Mid-Autumn banquet, that monkey seemed even more agile and intelligent than a human. Was it really just a monkey?

At that time, she only thought about how Li Qingmu got injured by the monkey but never considered if there was something wrong with that monkey!

"Oh dear, you all, you all..."

The performer saw that not only did Long Yue not help catch the monkey, but she also let it get away, which angered him. He pointed at Long Yue, ready to scold, but Chai Qiao’er stepped in front of her, coldly saying, "She’s pregnant; how can she help you catch it?"

Seeing they had many people, including maids, the performer stomped his foot in frustration and quickly continued his chase.

"That person is really something, can’t catch a monkey and blames it on us?"

Ning Xiang, who spoke her mind, pursed her lips unhappily as she looked at the retreating performer.

Long Yue tapped her lightly, smiling, "That monkey is his means of livelihood, and now it’s gone, naturally he’s anxious."

"True, I feel sorry for that monkey too!"

Lady Xiang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, posing with a wistful look.

"Distinguished guests, these flower powders... do you still want them?"

Earlier, Yang Zhuoya and Chai Qiao’er were just selecting, and the vendor was in the middle of packaging when the monkey incident interrupted. Worried they might not want them anymore, the vendor quickly asked.

"Yes, we do, please wrap them up!"

"So, Mrs. Li, these incense powders smell nice, why don’t you want any?"

"Lady Xiang, you may not know, but Yue’er likes Mei Hua Xiang!"

Yang Zhuoya, well aware of Long Yue’s preferences, said with a smile. Hearing this, Lady Xiang was delighted and said, "What a coincidence! Our mansion recently acquired some genuine Northern Plum Fragrance, I’ll send some over later!"

Long Yue shook her head, "Northern Plum Fragrance is precious and rare. I can’t accept such a gift without merit, but thank you, Lady Xiang, for your kind intention."

Long Yue declined; she did not want any further involvement with Qi Junchen’s side.

Lady Xiang looked a bit embarrassed; even with thick skin, being repeatedly refused would still make one feel ashamed.

Moreover, this Lady Xiang’s status at the Seventh Prince Mansion was second only to the Princess Consort, and even the Princess Consort sometimes had to defer to her.

As a result... Long Yue showed no regard at all!

Yang Zhuoya sensed the awkward atmosphere and quickly shared some jokes about her own child, Dou Dou, to ease the tension.

"Move along, don’t just stand around being an eyesore! Move quickly! If you don’t, don’t blame us for being rude!"

Another commotion arose ahead, not unusual in such a grand Temple fair at Da Xiangguo Temple, but people still habitually looked over.

At the Xiangguo Temple gates, several monks were driving away a shabby, ragged old man. Next to him, a monk held divination sticks and a black-and-white flag that read, "One Divination, A Thousand Gold, Honest for Old and Young," glaring fiercely at a middle-aged man and throwing his items on the ground.

The divination sticks and writing brush scattered everywhere. The old man stood at the temple gates, hands on hips, shouting at the inside, "Hey, hey, you bald donkeys, damn bald donkeys, you go too far, how can you just drive people away? Everyone else can tell fortunes, why not me?"

"You crazy conman, you dare make a scene here? Want me to beat you up and throw you out?"

A young monk came out aggressively with a long stick waving it at the old man.

Instinctively dodging, the old man appeared panicked and reached up to cover his head, "No, no, don’t hit me, I’ll leave, I’ll leave!"

Packing his things, he grumbled non-stop, "Bald donkeys, a bunch of bad bald donkeys, can’t even allow someone to tell fortunes, hmph, hmph!"

People nearby snickered, whispering to a friend, "Tsk, that Old Fool is causing a ruckus again, the Xiangguo Temple monks have already been tolerant numerous times. This time Old Madam Wei came to pray, and he claimed there was bloody disaster, so the monks beat him out. Serves him right!"

"Indeed, not only is he a fool, but a fraud too, nothing that comes from his mouth can be trusted. Yet he claims to hail from a renowned sect, accurate in fortune-telling. Most ridiculous, he boasts of only handling three fortunes a day, haha... Not to mention three, I doubt he can manage even one!"

"Oh, but didn’t Zhang San consult him for a fortune the other day, right, Zhang San?"

"Tch, I was just teasing him; he said I was going to have bad luck, but I’m fine, aren’t I? I don’t believe him for a second!"

"Hahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter, their words filled with mockery and disdain.

"Zhang San, bad news, your wife ran off with someone!"

At that moment, someone pushed through the crowd, a man running in breathlessly to inform Zhang San, whose face instantly turned pale after laughing with arms akimbo!

"I... Damn it! I’ll go deal with that wench!"

Zhang San stormed off furiously, and people around exchanged looks of surprise.

Then, everyone turned their eyes to the Old Fool.

Could he... really be an extraordinary fortune teller?

"Heh heh, I saw his wife with someone else the other day, and sure enough, it happened, ha ha!"

The Old Fool wiped the dust from his mouth and grinned, and those around, who were just starting to regard him with some awe, reverted to scornful looks.

"Pah! Old fraudster!"

"Scram, get lost now!"

Everyone jeered once more, while the old man chuckled a couple of times, packed his things, and wobbled away.

"Please wait!" Suddenly, a crisp voice called out.

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