Gongyang Puyu’s movements became faster and faster, his fingers pressing down so swiftly that it dazzled the eyes. Even though Huangfu Hanyu had learned martial arts, he felt his eyes couldn’t keep up.

He eventually gave up watching.

After all, in this aspect, he couldn’t understand what he was seeing anyway. It was better to wait for Mr. Gongyang to complete his calculations and listen to the results.

Gongyang Puyu’s calculations lasted for two quarters of an hour.

Finally, he stopped his fingers.

Soon, those needles began to move wildly, and the scales began to rotate as if the entire disc, all the magic artifacts, had been activated by the earlier numeric buttons.

Gongyang Puyu stood with his hands behind his back in front of the array of magic artifacts, his robe fluttering without wind, bearing some of the bearing of an immortal.

Watching the moving artifacts, Huangfu Hanyu couldn’t take his eyes off them, but he found he still understood nothing. He had no choice but to focus his gaze on Gongyang Puyu.

The man, dressed like a Taoist, stood there, his robe flowing, framed by the artifacts behind him. His slender figure seemed as steadfast as a towering mountain, carrying weight and mystery, which added several degrees of trust in Gongyang Puyu within Huangfu Hanyu’s heart.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and finally all the artifacts ceased their movements, with the needle pointing to a direction.

The previously protruding and recessed numbers gradually changed and became visible, forming a line of numbers.

Gongyang Puyu’s gaze fell on the numbers and then on the needle, a subtle smile slowly appearing on his face. He said, "Your Highness, three days later is the new moon, when all stars align, and it’s also the time when the person who divided fate has the weakest life count. Acting on this day will surely yield twice the result with half the effort!"

Three days later? The new moon?

On this day, he could eliminate Huangfu Jingchen and take back the sliver of destiny that was divided from him?

Great!

Huangfu Hanyu’s face showed joy, and he said, "Mr. Gongyang, your skills are truly extraordinary!"

Gongyang Puyu slightly smiled and said, "If Your Highness’s fate can be complete, with all fortunes united, then the omen of small misfortune within a month might also change, turning misfortune into blessing, and minimizing losses!"

This sentence was an unexpected delight to Huangfu Hanyu. It revealed three layers of meaning: first, he would face merely a small misfortune, not a large one; second, it would be after three days, not within these three days, meaning he would be safe during these three days, and as long as nothing happened in the remaining twenty-seven days, he would be fine; third, with fate united, the small misfortune could be resolved!

Huangfu Hanyu hated that his destiny was divided and incomplete because of Huangfu Jingchen, and he had no intention of letting him go. If eliminating Jingchen could spare him the small misfortune, then it was imperative!

He said, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Gongyang. I won’t disturb you any longer!"

Gongyang Puyu reminded, "Your Highness, if you succeed on the new moon, there will be no further worries. If not, it’s best not to act rashly afterward! Otherwise, a small misfortune could escalate to a large one, and that would be problematic!"

Huangfu Hanyu responded, "I will surely follow your guidance!" But secretly he sneered, on the new moon, he would spare no cost to ensure success!

Huangfu Hanyu hurried away.

Gongyang Puyu watched the needle, casually pressing the numbers a few more times, watching as they changed again, with the needle slowly turning. A hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.

The one destined, there always was one, but that person was the Second Young Master, Huangfu Yuxuan.

And one who divides destiny, there was indeed one, but Huangfu Hanyu would never have guessed that person was himself.

It was he who divided the complete destiny that belonged to Huangfu Yuxuan.

As for Huangfu Jingchen?

This person was merely a scapegoat chosen by him and the Second Young Master to divert Huangfu Hanyu’s attention.

Even without Huangfu Jingchen, there would be another Imperial Grandson, or a son of Prince Xin, or a son of Prince Lu, or even perhaps the eldest son of Prince Liang.

But currently, Huangfu Jingchen was more credible, after all, he was one of the more outstanding imperial grandsons.

He spat mentally, just as the needle stopped.

He glanced at it, his face showing no reaction, and then walked to the side.

On the side of the grand hall, there was an unassuming doorway leading to rooms.

He headed towards a finely furnished quiet room on the west side.

The door to the quiet room was ajar, and he knocked gently.

From inside, a voice said, "Come in!"

Just two words, but they carried a faint majesty, as if he were the real master here, with Gongyang Puyu as a guest or subordinate.

But Gongyang Puyu showed no trace of displeasure, he pushed the door open and entered, closing it behind him.

Within the room, the fragrance of tea lingered.

Amid the swirling mist, a young man in brocade clothes had skin as fair as jade, his expression aloof yet proud, his elegance striking, and his gaze piercing as if he could see right through a person. He said lightly, "He’s gone?"

Gongyang Puyu replied, "Gone!"

He poured a cup of tea, pushing it towards Gongyang Puyu, who felt somewhat honored, and said, "Second Young Master, the calculations of destiny are supposed to be confidential. Why did you want me to tell him?"

Huangfu Yuxuan’s gaze carried a faint, shallow smile, confident and proud, with an air of inevitability. He said, "Whether or not we tell him, that fact cannot be changed. By telling him, he can better understand Mr. Gongyang’s greatness!"

Gongyang Puyu was taken aback, then recalled something, and said, "But what if he tells others about it..."

Huangfu Yuxuan glanced at him and chuckled, "He won’t!"

He swirled the delicate fine white porcelain cup in his hand; under the candlelight, it gleamed like jade. He said confidently, "The more he believes in your greatness, the less he will talk about it, because he wants to turn misfortune into blessing. After the clouds part and the light appears, he can continue to use you. If he talks about it, and someone offers a higher price than his, what if you end up serving someone else?"

Gongyang Puyu was startled. This twist of words was off, as though the Second Young Master was not just analyzing the Crown Prince’s mindset but was also giving him a warning.

He quickly smiled, "Second Young Master jests, no matter how many people or better conditions there are, I serve one master loyally! Once recognizing the Second Young Master as my lord, that will never change for the rest of my life!"

His pledge was met without reaction from Huangfu Yuxuan. He merely scanned Gongyang Puyu up and down, that gaze deep as the ocean, causing Gongyang Puyu to feel a bit nervous.

Then, Huangfu Yuxuan let out a light laugh, "Mr. Gongyang, why are we talking about you? Weren’t we discussing Huangfu Hanyu?"

Gongyang Puyu: "..."

This Second Young Master was truly unfathomable!

He also inwardly reminded himself.

The reason he pledged loyalty to the Second Young Master, recognizing him as the lord, was because the Second Young Master was the one destined. If this destined person were someone else, he naturally would not have pledged his allegiance to Huangfu Yuxuan, who currently seemed to have no advantages. But this was his inner thought, which he would never let anyone know.