The Ninth Prince's Overbearing Love: My Thirteen-Year-Old Imperial Concubine

Fine! In order to cultivate her supernatural powers once more, she must lose weight. However, why did she only get fatter the more she lost? And why did that beautiful, otherworldly Imperial Preceptor assert that she wouldn't live past the age of fourteen? *In the Great Hall of the National Temple, the Imperial Preceptor of the Nine Nations had three thousand silver strands of hair cascading down. His silver eyes were indifferent and waveless, yet the moment he saw the chubby little girl walking into the hall, those eyebrows—which had been peaceful and detached from the world—suddenly awakened like spring bamboo shoots breaking through the soil, regaining the splendor of a past life, his clear eyes shining brilliantly. "This girl possesses the countenance of the Imperial Phoenix; she should be able to overcome the calamity of the Lone Star. However, she will not live past the age of twenty-seven, and her life will end in a foreign land." A certain girl clicked her tongue, her cute eyes widening: "Then how do we break it?" The Preceptor’s phoenix eyes narrowed, a smile playing on his lips: "A marriage to bring good luck!" This smile was like the blooming of a Bodhi flower... The girl suppressed her astonishment: "Who would want to marry me? I'm only thirteen! Could it be you?" However, just as her words faded, the Preceptor's clear, resonant voice rang out exceptionally loudly, reaching every corner of the hall: "It is I. But I am not the only one." Instantly, everyone was stunned. The man revered as the Imperial Preceptor of all nine nations actually wanted to marry, and the partner was a minor? Furthermore, he wasn't the only one getting married.