The marquis’s legal wife was banished to a side courtyard, and their three-year-old little lucky charm was abandoned in a broken house to fend for herself. A concubine sneered in front of everyone, “A bastard is a bastard. She’s destined to be poor and bring ruin to her family!”
The little girl blinked and spoke in a sweet, childish voice. “Auntie, you sure talk sweet! Tomorrow your father will go to prison, and the day after, your whole family will be stripped of everything!”
Everyone burst out laughing. No one took a child’s words seriously. But the next day, an imperial decree arrived, and the concubine’s maternal family really was stripped of everything. Then the little girl cursed her grandfather for favoring others, and he was demoted; she cursed her faithless scumbag of a father, and he lost his post; she cursed her arrogant half-sister, and the girl was disfigured in the street.
The mother and daughter, once subjected to every kind of humiliation, were now cherished by everyone in the marquis’s household. Her grandfather knelt and begged her to take back her words, her scumbag father wept and begged her to call him Dad, and even the powerful figures at court competed to come to her for good luck.
But when the little girl looked up at the sky above the marquis’s estate, her face suddenly went pale. “Oh no! The greatest disaster facing the marquis’s household is coming!”
