Su Changyuan looked at the divination, puzzled beyond measure.
The Su family did not understand divination.
She looked at the two ancestral turtle shells with a patina in front of Su Changyuan, hesitated for a moment, and tentatively asked, "Master, could it be that you made a mistake?"
Su Changyuan resolutely said, "How could that be possible? When my father passed these turtle shells down to me back then, he said I had the greatest talent for divination in the Su Family. Over the years, my various calculations have never been wrong, so it certainly can't be mistaken!"
Lady Su was unconvinced: "Master, before in the Death Prison, you calculated that our whole family would be executed, yet didn't we still come out alive? Moreover, Qianqian was even made the Crown Prince Consort!"
