My Wife is a Psychic

Jiang Xi smiled and said nothing. She had already said that the world was unfair, but she had justice!

“Imperial preceptor, the Dragon Mountain has moved.” Liu Yao thought the imperial preceptor did not feel it, so he reminded him uneasily.

“Miss Jiang Xi, aren’t you going to ask what you want to ask?” The imperial preceptor was a little curious. Ordinary people would want to test their future and destiny when they saw him, but this girl was not curious at all.

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“Imperial preceptor, you’d better protect the foundation of this country.” Jiang Xi chuckled. What was there to ask about a fortune-teller who could barely save himself?

The imperial preceptor’s expression changed.

“Since the Dragon Mountain has moved, there must be a problem with the royal family. I’m afraid that there is a danger of the country being destroyed and a change of ownership. The imperial preceptor should take good care of your body and leave some life for this country.” Jiang Xi shook her head. She spoke to the imperial preceptor in a soft voice, so no one could hear what she had asked. They were only envious of Jiang Xi’s good luck to be chosen by the imperial preceptor.

“Imperial preceptor, His Majesty the emperor wants you to come to the palace as soon as possible.” The palace guards barged in, their foreheads full of sweat. Zhao Panpan and Zheng Shan’er had already returned to the palace, and Jing City was probably going to be in chaos.

“Lady Xin has issues with her pregnancy for some reason. The imperial physician in the palace went to see her, and he said that she was frightened, so she was about to go into premature labor.” When Jiang Xi walked out of the door, she happened to hear the people around her talking. When Jiang Xi looked over, those people stopped talking.

“Argh! What a stinky thing! Take it away!” As soon as they left Yin Yang Tower, they saw a piece of stinky tofu flying toward the face of the woman in pink’s husband. The man had been unconscious for a long time, and when the stinky tofu fell on his face, his face quickly swelled up. Before the woman in the pink dress could react, she saw her husband get up and slap the stinky tofu away from his face. He kept shouting, “It’s so smelly! Who threw sh*t on my face?!”

This scene shocked everyone.

“The imperial preceptor is truly a God.” Some people muttered to themselves, their respect for the Imperial advisor growing.

“The imperial preceptor is really amazing. Young Madam, what did you ask the imperial preceptor? Did you ask when the general would return or is his trip safe?” Lu Liu asked, worried that Jiang Xi would be sad because Zhao Ruifeng was leaving tomorrow.

“If something happens to Zhao Ruifeng, I’m afraid that this country and the northern border will be in trouble. I’m afraid they won’t be able to survive.” Jiang Xi narrowed her eyes and said in a very good-tempered manner.

“Why?” Lu Liu’s face was filled with shock.

“Because I won’t allow it.” Jiang Xi’s expression was indifferent. Lu Liu only thought that Jiang Xi and Zhao Ruifeng had a good relationship and did not think much about it.

Lu Liu supported Jiang Xi and was about to get into the carriage when the crown prince, who was dressed in black from the corner, walked over with a face full of vicissitudes. “Wait, Miss Jiang, can you wait for a while? I have many questions that I hope Miss Jiang can answer.” The crown prince pursed his lips, his face completely pale.

Lu Liu was not happy. What Miss Jiang? Jiang Xi was already married, so she should be called Madam. It was impossible for the crown prince to not know this rule after learning palace etiquette from a young age.

“Young Madam…” Lu Liu glanced at Jiang Xi. Seeing her wave her hand, she left with Hong Shan. However, they did not go too far away. They stood at a place where they could not hear what they were talking about, but they could see Jiang Xi at any time.

Jiang Xi had a slender figure but a chubby face. She was very cute, and her eyes were round and bright like stars. Her eyelashes fluttered, thick and long. Her small face always made people unable to guard against her.

The crown prince stood in front of Jiang Xi, at a loss for what to do. He almost shouted, “Miss Jiang… Do you like small animals?” The crown prince asked in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on Jiang Xi.

“I like them. I can’t do without them every meal.” Jiang Xi lowered her eyes.

“If there was someone in the temple who had ferried the souls of the dead, and everyone was kneeling on the ground in grief, what would you do?” The crown prince seemed to see the little girl from back then again. At that time, the temple was ferrying the souls of the dead, so the whole temple was solemn and sad. Little Jiang Xi was passing by and stole the tributes. She even sang to the dead who were covered with a white cloth on the ground. “Come back quickly!” Later, the family members of the deceased chased her over several mountains, and he was the one who rescued her.