At the mention of this, Chu Youning instantly perked up.
I almost forgot I had a good friend who plays the fortune-telling charlatan.
But why doesn't this key work anymore?
Qing Qianxue coughed twice, then got straight to the point:
"Ahem... the Seventh Prince was born under the star of Ziwei. He wasn't meant to die yesterday. I cannot divine who possessed the power to conceal heaven's workings for you, Elder Princess, allowing you to kill him."
"But... losing merit and suffering heaven's retribution was inevitable."
"Yesterday, I had people donate a considerable sum to the Temple on your behalf, Elder Princess, and perform some good deeds in your name."
"Otherwise... what you encountered today wouldn't have been such minor troubles."
Chu Youning's eyes widened, and she froze on the spot.
Oh no, what is my good friend saying? Why can't I understand him?
I remember Qian Miao saying that the Private Treasury held a hundred thousand taels. Did he-he-he... spend all of it on good deeds for me without a second thought?
I must've gotten up too fast. Since when was my good friend this generous to me? Do I even have a hundred thousand taels of gold on hand? I feel like I might not be able to repay him.
And isn't this heaven's retribution a bit too powerful? Why did my heart suddenly skip a couple of beats again?
Seeing Chu Youning standing there in a daze, Qing Qianxue couldn't help smiling with his lips pressed together.
"You needn't dwell on this, Elder Princess. Having people perform good deeds on your behalf cannot build merit as quickly as doing them yourself."
"You might consider starting there. The more good deeds you perform, the faster heaven's retribution will diminish."
Chu Youning came back to her senses and immediately