Su Nanzhi glanced at Li Chu and paused, "Why don't you talk about your situation?"
Li Chu hadn't slept well for many days and was not in the mood for a Q&A game with the young woman, so he replied, "Aren't you a Taoist? Then why don't you tell me what my situation is?"
"Are you sure you want me to tell you?" Su Nanzhi glanced again at the dark mark on his brow, "I'm afraid what I say may not be what you want to hear."
"Just say it." Li Chu didn't believe in Su Nanzhi's words.
"In your dreams, you must have seen a woman wearing a floral dress, always carrying a red umbrella. Her hair should be about shoulder-length, and she is likely pregnant, a pregnant woman."
Li Chu couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked towards Yang Qirui, "Did you tell her?"
Yang Qirui: "How could I possibly tell her? Besides, you didn't even tell me that the woman was pregnant."
Li Chu's face grew a bit paler.
And from his reaction, Yang Qirui knew that what Su Nanzhi said was correct.
