My Wife is a Psychic

“You’re right, saintess. It’s probably General Zhao who deliberately put on airs to attract your attention.” The maidservant beside her looked at the saintess with admiration.

Jiang Xi thought, ‘Heh, you’re coveting my man in front of me?’

The saintess seemed to be interested. She threw away the memorial and stood up. Her black hair fell down, and she was very beautiful.

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“I don’t think there are many people in this world who understand men better than me.” Although the saintess did not know what was going on, she felt that men were like that! It could be because… She must have forgotten the fact that she was a real man in her past life.

Jiang Xi approached her silently. The proud saintess in front of her suddenly froze and trembled as if she had been electrocuted. She slowly turned around and saw Jiang Xi’s small round face looking at her with gloomy eyes.

The saintess was speechless. What a familiar feeling!

“Saintess, this is the new maidservant I’ve chosen for you. She’ll be with you for all your meals, sleep, and sacrifices. Cuicui’s mission has been completed, and I’ve sent her out of the saintess’ palace.” The middle-aged female manager lowered her head and was secretly shocked to see a few strands of white hair on the saint’s head.

“Give Cuicui some gold, silver, and treasures. Treat her well. She’s the luckiest person I’ve ever met. Remember to visit her fiancé. If he dares to break off the engagement with cuicui, then…” The saintess looked into Jiang Xi’s eyes and said slowly.

The middle-aged female manager nodded. “Yes, Cuicui has done great efforts for the saintess. Cuicui entered the saintess’ palace last year when she was just seventeen years old. She was about to marry her fiancé, but it was delayed because of her entry into the saintess’ palace. If it weren’t for Cuicui and Lord Yun, the saintess would have been dead. Lord Yun had used 30 years of his life to exchange for a few years of the saintess’ life. Cuicui had also turned from a young girl in her prime to an old woman. If Cuicui’s fiancé dared to despise her…” The middle-aged female manager lowered her eyes, but she quickly returned to normal.

When the middle-aged female manager left the saintess’ palace, the saintess wallowed her saliva and looked at Jiang Xi, whose hair was standing on end, as if he was facing an extremely dangerous person.

“This little sister, have we met somewhere before?” The saintess was far away from Jiang Xi, and it seemed that she could escape at any time. There was nothing special about Jiang Xi in front of her, but the saintess’ instinct, her survival instinct, told her that she was in danger, a very great danger, the kind of danger that could kill her without a burial place if she was not careful!

“I’m a little azure dragon. I have a secret, a little secret…” The saintess pulled a long face and suddenly started singing seriously. Seeing that Jiang Xi was unmoved, she changed to another song. “The great river flows east, and the stars in the sky form the Big Dipper!”

The sudden singing startled Jiang Xi. She tried hard to suppress the urge to sing with the saintess and looked up at her as if she was looking at a fool. The maidservants outside heard the sound and all ran in. When they looked up, they saw that their saintess was acting weird.

The saintess was a little embarrassed and glared at Jiang Xi. She thought that this guy was a kindred spirit. ‘Forget it, forget it.’ She was probably too traumatized and too afraid of that person.

“Cough, cough, you mortals don’t understand my heart. I’m lonely at the top, like snow.” The saintess shook her head and looked at Jiang Xi in a pretentious manner. “You’ll be with me every day from now on. You still have a child in your stomach. Don’t come over when you’re about to give birth.” The saintess took a look at Jiang Xi’s belly and understood what would happen to the people around her. Those who had their luck taken away would affect the next three generations. The next three generations would be mediocre and would slowly return to normal. If they were pregnant, it was uncertain whether the child in their belly could be born.

Jiang Xi glanced at the saintess, and the killing intent in her eyes faded.

The saintess touched the back of her head and suddenly felt that her head was safe. It was so strange… It was clearly going to be a while before the end of her life, so why was she starting to feel danger now?