"Young lady, do you know there will be traffic jams over there?"
Uncle Li couldn't help but said in surprise.
The more he understood Yan Xiangnuan's ability, the more Uncle Li was impressed by Yan Xiangnuan's ability.
Now looking at Yan Xiangnuan He could calmly know the traffic congestion in the imperial city.
When he used the rearview mirror to look at Yan Xiangnuan in the back seat, his eyes were direct and surprised.
Uncle Li is a calm and sophisticated person by nature, and generally does not show his depression easily.
However, because he is a frequent driver, Uncle Li knows very well that even navigation or traffic reports are not so accurate, and Judging from the traffic jam on the elevated side, it seems that the jam has just started.
I am afraid it is a car accident or something, and the jam may last for an hour after it is resolved.
Therefore, Uncle Li was glad to hear Yan Xiangnuan's words and walked into the inner ring, but he couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded.
She does know that this is also the benefit of Yan Xiangnuan's advancement to the golden light of merit.
Yan Xiangnuan is no longer ignorant of many things in the world.
Many things are like ghosts.
When you reach that state, you will naturally be able to sense the surroundings.
Changes in aura, weather, etc.
When he walked out of the hospital just now, Yan Xiangnuan casually looked up at the weather, wind direction and other issues.
Although it was very mysterious, Yan Xiangnuan could clearly feel the smell of blood floating in the air.
That smell came from It came from the viaduct, and when I thought carefully about it, the viaduct over there happened to be connected to the vicinity of Pei Chuxia's company, and I knew that there was a triangle of evil energy near Pei Chuxia's company.
The climate has formed.
Yan Xiangnuan calculated the general situation nearby.
From a distance, he saw the commotion of evil spirits.
Naturally, he guessed that it was probably because of a car accident.
Even though she knew it, she was unable to stop it.
Based on the basics, After calculating the driving time, I expected that there would be a traffic accident there, and there would be a traffic jam if there were casualties, so I asked Uncle Li to drive to avoid the elevated road.
"Young Mistress, you are so awesome now."
As soon as Aunt Song heard the conversation between Uncle Li and Yan Xiangnuan, her eyes suddenly burst into admiration.
The more Aunt Song knows about Yan Xiangnuan's ability, the more surprised she is. , she felt it was very remarkable just because Yan Xiangnuan could tell the physical problems of Lao He's wife from Lao He's face.
Although the country of China does not respect feudal superstition, many people know privately that there are indeed many things in this world that ordinary people cannot understand, and Yan Xiangnuan has such an ability.
How many people can't ask for it?
Come on, everything in this world can be easily solved, and no one can predict the interdependence of good and bad things, but Yan Xiangnuan can do it, this is undoubtedly a great skill.
"I only know a little bit about it."
Yan Xiangnuan didn't feel how great she was.
The more capable she was, the more Yan Xiangnuan became accustomed to being humble.
She knew that the stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility.
Sometimes, Think about it, it's better to be normal, at least you don't have to take responsibility.
Besides, the ability to sense changes in climate and environment is not very powerful.
After entering metaphysics, Yan Xiangnuan even knew that there were powerful people in metaphysics who could ascend.
Yan Xiangnuan's current state is still very low, and he is far from ascending.
There are still a thousand miles to go, but relatively speaking, in this era when metaphysics is increasingly declining, Yan Xiangnuan's talent, ability and unique luck make her current ability look very mysterious.
"Then young mistress, can you calculate what will happen to you every day?
Is the child in your belly a boy or a girl?"
Aunt Song is almost like an ordinary woman.
After being curious about Yan Xiangnuan's abilities, she became curious about Yan Xiangnuan's life. .
Yan Xiangnuan can calculate whether it will be sunny or rainy, which is more accurate than the weather forecast, and can feel the traffic conditions, which is more reliable than the navigation system.
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This is already very incredible for Aunt Song.
She lives with some prophetic feeling, and she doesn't know. what does it feel like "The hexagrams do not count for oneself, even the people who are involved with me cannot count."
Her fate is peculiar, the master has already said that, and besides, the hexagrams do not count for oneself, this is a rule that has not changed throughout the ages, and this is what she has never The reason for not being able to see Jin Weimo's face clearly: "As for the child, , it doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl.”
Yan Xiangnuan doesn’t have any requirements for the child, but secretly she still hopes it will be a boy.
She likes a boy who looks like a smaller version of Jin Weimo, who was also her little lover in her previous life.
For her, just thinking about it makes her very happy.
"Yes, both boys and girls are fine.
Aunt Song and I know each other very well.
When I think about seeing the birth of a young master or a young lady soon, I am happy."
Aunt Song said expectantly, looking more excited than looking forward to her own grandchildren.
"The young master and the young mistress are good-looking, and the children from now on will definitely be the same."
Aunt Song looked at Yan Xiangnuan sitting in the back seat, with a faint smile on her lips, and she couldn't help but speak.
It's true that Yan Xiangnuan's appearance is so good-looking, and Jin Weimo's appearance is also chosen by chance, so that the children born by the two of them will be cute and beautiful without even thinking about it.
"Yeah."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded, not fantasizing about the child's appearance.
After all, the child in his belly was just like a bean sprout, so he closed his eyes and planned to take a nap.
"By the way, tomorrow seems to be the Qingming Festival.
Madam, do you need anything to go sweep the tomb?
Just give me your order and I will prepare it for you."
Aunt Song saw that Yan Xiangnuan was not going to talk, so she planned to be quiet, but suddenly she thought When I woke up and asked what day tomorrow was, I couldn't help but ask.
Qingming Festival Tomorrow is Qingming Festival If Aunt Song hadn't said it, Yan Xiangnuan might have really forgotten the Qingming Festival.
Yan Xiangnuan, who had his eyes closed and thought about it, suddenly opened his eyes with mixed thoughts, feeling a little sad and a little bit sad about his neglect.
Guilt.
Tomb-sweeping day is not a trivial matter for Yan Xiangnuan.
His mother, Ye Zhiqiu, has been dead for many years.
Yan Xiangnuan used to go to the tomb on time almost every year.
He would talk and murmur to his mother, Ye Zhiqiu, even if no one answered, even if he remembered something about it.
The impression of his mother has become less and less, and has even begun to become blurry, but Yan Xiangnuan will feel very warm as long as he stands next to the cemetery.
But in her previous life, after she followed Su Zhongwen and left the imperial capital, she never came back to visit the tomb during the Qingming Festival or during the festival.
Yan Xiangnuan regretted it.
It was a pity.
"Aunt Song, please help me order a bouquet of baby's breath tomorrow."
Yan Xiangnuan thought for a while and then spoke.
The reason why it is Gypsophila is because Yan’s mother Ye Zhiqiu’s favorite flower is Gypsophila.
When Yan’s mother passed away, Yan Xiangnuan was still young.
Now that so many years have passed, Yan Xiangnuan has no memory of Ye Zhiqiu.
There are not many left, but she still remembers her favorite baby's breath. aa2705221: