The Prophet Princess Doesn't Want to Take the Throne

Xiao Lingyue, the princess of the former dynasty who lost her country, fell down on the way to exile and dropped a "prophetic" golden finger. Others predicted: The way of heaven is with me, and the destiny is my destiny. She predicted: I will still be hungry tomorrow, the pursuers will come the day after tomorrow, and it will rain the day after tomorrow, so remember to collect your clothes. Good news: She became the richest man in the capital through fortune telling. The bad news: every one of her predictions came true. Worse news: The whole world felt that this was "destiny indicating that she should ascend the throne." So—— The general knelt down to her and said, "Princess please enter the East Palace." All the officials knelt down to her and said, "The celestial phenomenon has appeared. Your Majesty has returned to his throne." The people knelt down to her and said, "We will recognize you!" Xiao Lingyue lowered her head and looked at her palm: "Three years after he ascended the throne, the country was destroyed. The country was destroyed, the family was destroyed, and corpses were everywhere." She raised her head, expressionless: "Whoever likes to be the emperor can be his emperor." Xie Wei approached step by step, his fingertips ran over the broken lines in her palm, and his voice was hoarse: "The destiny you see is the future, but I insist on—— I went against the will of heaven for you. " Xiao Lingyue put away the fortune-telling stall without looking back: "Go against heaven? You can help me go against tomorrow's pork price increase first."