The Capital's Crown Prince Chose to Marry a Jinx Instead of a Lucky Star, So I Sent Him Five Words

When the capital's young master bullied the fake heiress in my family for his childhood sweetheart, I, the real heiress, returned wearing a Taoist robe. I glanced at the young master's and his sweetheart's faces, then did a quick fortune reading and whispered to the still-crying fake heiress, "Bao'er, stay away from those two. That man is short-lived and has no luck, while that woman is surrounded by bad energy. You'll be in for a run of terrible luck if you get involved with her." The fake heiress was horrified. She immediately pulled me away from the young master and his childhood sweetheart, then spat at him. "What a joke. And he's supposed to be some young master? Turns out he's got no luck at all." The young master and his sweetheart had no idea what was going on. That night