"Now, may the women born in winter with the Dragon zodiac, whose ages are even numbers, step forward. The imperial preceptor will answer your questions." Liu Yao shouted from the side. Divination was done randomly, and everything depended on fate. Women who met these conditions would be divined.
There were many people who met the imperial preceptor on a trip, but very few people could match the conditions for the imperial preceptor's divination. Last year, there was no one, and the year before that, there was only one person. It was said that the condition was that their zodiac was the rat, born in autumn, and the age was an odd number. Finally, a white-haired old man met the conditions. The old man asked him how much life he had left, and the imperial preceptor answered, "One day."
After being reminded by the people behind him, the imperial preceptor's answer was a little more tactful, "Tomorrow."
