An Aeon Belonging to One Person Alone?

Fu Xuan shook her head.

Hearing this exchange, Qingque suddenly remembered something and began inching away across the floor like an inchworm.

But the next moment, a pink thread bound her ankle.

"Then, Miss Fu Xuan, did you know Qingque recommended you to be a court historian?"

"A court historian?"

Fu Xuan raised an intrigued brow.

At last, she had heard something that involved Qingque and sounded vaguely human.

A court historian was not bad either. It was also within the Divination Commission's jurisdiction.

Though the position of Master Diviner suited her better, a change of pace now and then would not hurt.

Besides, she was planning to digest her observational abilities for the time being and did not intend to perform too many divinations recently.

—Fu Xuan actually rather admired Liu Bai's indifferent attitude toward divination.

Though it looked like he looked down on the art of divination, well... that was still better than relying on it too much.

—What Liu Bai had actually thought at the time was, You already said I can't be divined. Why the hell would I bother divining anything?

(Help! Help!)

What court historian? What bullshit court historian?!

Qingque desperately tried to break free from the thread.

A chamber attendant, a personal court historian... what kind of court historian was that supposed to be in Liu Bai's eyes?!

Or rather... this was an indecent court historian!

Qingque did not even dare imagine Fu Xuan's expression when, after taking office, she discovered she had to record who Liu Bai had slept with every night.

And besides... if Kafka said this now, she was probably planning to put Fu Xuan in a birdcage!

It was over!

"No, no, no! Master Diviner! General Feixiao was the one who originally recommended this position to me! I... I'll take