[Don't blame me for being conspiratorial, it's just that the Emperor found the Feng Shui Master, and they must be first-rate in the country, right?]
[I really can't believe that a top Feng Shui Master would make such an error.]
[So, either the late Emperor wanted to harm my father, or the Feng Shui Master wanted to harm my father. In any case, one of the two definitely doesn't want my father to do well.]
Although the late Emperor was grateful to Yun Zheng for his talent, an emperor's mind is as unpredictable as a needle in the sea; there's no guarantee he wouldn't have other thoughts.
Yun Wanqing bit her fingertip, thought seriously for a while, but when she couldn't figure it out, she quickly tossed the issue aside.
[Oh well, it doesn't matter now. The late Emperor has passed, and pursuing this is meaningless. Even if it was him, I can't drag him out to whip the corpse.]
[For now, the main plan is to think of a way to redesign the layout of my home.]
