Daydreaming at Him

However, outside the alley, the inconspicuous carriage that had been trailing them suddenly lifted its curtain, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

It was Cindy Zhu.

Staring at Grace's back, Cindy instructed her confidant, "Go back to the manor and bring Steward Jeff Jia and Aunt Autumn here...

Even the way he walked was irresistible—every step radiated confidence and masculine charm. Grace Lawrence felt her heart race, and for a moment, she wanted nothing more than to throw herself at him...

General's Manor.

Grace Lawrence snapped out of her lovestruck trance.

A pale blue sword was now resting horizontally against Grace Lawrence's neck.

Steward Qin asked curiously, "General, why aren't you attending court today?"

Evan Xiao replied, "I have something to do."

"Something to do..." Steward Qin didn't dare say it aloud, but thought: You've been practicing swordplay all morning—what could you possibly have to do?

Just then, Louis Lin came running over, all smiles. "General, General, Goldie is back!"

"Back then, I calculated that if I just... you know, did that with you, I could restore my Spirit Root," Grace Lawrence said. "So I disguised myself as Lily Bai and entered your manor. I figured, hey, you’re a man, even if you did something with a maid, it wouldn’t cost you anything... I never thought... you would actually...

Steward Qin suddenly understood.

Grace Lawrence blinked and nodded.

She’s coming in the afternoon, but did you really have to skip morning court for that?

"Totally!" Grace Lawrence replied. "Want me to do another reading so you can check?"

Grace Lawrence secretly sized up Evan Xiao. Dressed in black practice gear, sweat glistened on his forehead, and his whole aura was cold, aloof, and fiercely powerful as he cleaned his sword.

The way he wiped his sword was impossibly poised and elegant, like a painting of an ancient war god—strength and beauty woven together, heaven and earth in harmony.

Like the Hetu and Luoshu—ancient Chinese divination methods that claim to reveal cosmic secrets.

Could Grace Lawrence really do it?

Otherwise, how do you explain that 'Omen of Blood'?

He glanced over, only to find her staring at him, mouth slightly open, lost in a daze.

After a moment of silence, Evan Xiao asked her, "No one in the Zhu Family is known for divination. How did you learn it?"

Grace Lawrence blinked her big eyes and replied, "My mom taught me."

Grace Lawrence's mother was a mysterious figure to outsiders.

Grace snapped out of her lovestruck trance.

"Yep." Grace Lawrence nodded.

She rolled her eyes at the sword, then at Evan Xiao, stammering, "Evan Xiao, d-d-don't do anything crazy..."

"Why are you here?" Evan Xiao asked, expressionless.

"I came to explain something to you..."

"Explain what?"

"Back then, I calculated that if I just... you know, did that with you, I could restore my spiritual root," Grace said. "So I disguised myself as Lily Bai and entered your manor. I figured, hey, you’re a man, even if you did something with a maid, it wouldn’t cost you anything... I never thought... you would actually..."

Evan Xiao looked at her coldly. "You never thought I’d actually want to marry you? So now you feel guilty and came to confess?"

Grace blinked and nodded.

Evan Xiao was silent for a moment, then asked, "You can really tell fortunes?"

"Totally!" Grace replied. "Want me to do another reading so you can check?"

Some things about humans really are mysterious.

Sometimes, you can even glimpse the secrets of heaven.

Like the Hetu and Luoshu—ancient Chinese divination methods that claim to reveal cosmic secrets.

Could she really do it?

Otherwise, how do you explain that 'disaster of blood and light'?

And besides, she really didn’t seem to know his true identity...

After a moment of silence, Evan Xiao asked her, "No one in the Zhuo family is known for divination. How did you learn it?"

Grace blinked her big eyes and replied, "My mom taught me."

Her mother was a mysterious figure to outsiders.

"Really?"

"Yep." Grace nodded.