The Princess Consort's Crow's Mouth is Incredibly Accurate

Who could have expected the story to take such a turn Jiang Nai: "Your Highness, I have cast a hex for you. If you step out of your doors before the Hour of the Dragon today, there is a ninety-nine percent chance you will be struck by lightning." The Regent: "..." Is there any way to avert this? Jiang Nai: "Purchase a divine artifact from my Yin-Yang Pavilion, and you can avoid this great calamity." Secret Guard: "... Isn't that just a pot lid? I feel as though Your Highness has been swindled again." The Regent: "Can my elegant grace truly be suppressed by a mere pot lid? Let me show you what it means to walk with poise even with a pot lid upon one's head." Second, it was said: The fourth Miss is completely illiterate, possessing not a shred of scholarly talent; any writing she produces is likely utter nonsense. Dean of the Capital Academy: "The fourth Miss is well-versed in astronomy and geography, and possesses particularly profound research into the history and culture of the Ancient Jiang Kingdom, making immense contributions to academia." The Masses: "Are we sure we're talking about the same person? This Dean is definitely a plant!" Third, it was said: The fourth Miss brings misfortune to her mother, her brothers, and her aunts and sisters; she must be sent to a nunnery to be raised for a few years to temper her temperament. The Aunts and Sisters: *Sobbing* "We beg of you, please stop spreading rumors. Our lives are so hard—every time you spread a rumor, we all suffer a stroke of bad luck." Years later, Jiang Nai was strolling through the streets, holding the hand of a young version of the Regent. Their son asked curiously, "Mother, why does a bet still exist in the streets, wagering that you, in Father's hands, won't live longer than thirty days?" Jiang Nai looked guilty: "That story begins with a painting called *Mountain Dwelling*." "Back when your mother was young and ignorant, she trapped your father inside a painting and almost starved him to death..." Son: "... What were you thinking at the time?" Jiang Nai: "I just thought he looked quite pitiful... he was so hungry his waist became so thin..."