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First, it was said: The fourth Miss of the Jiang family, who returned to the capital from the countryside, had offended the Regent who wields absolute power over the court. Her life was likely doomed.Show more

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..."