The fortune teller said that Jiang Peijiu had a good fortune. Jiang's father and mother looked at Jiang Peijiu who had been lying on the hospital bed since she was a child.
He immediately invited the fortune teller who came from nowhere.
Jiang Peijiu smiled. Indeed, she felt that her life was good.
The parents are loving, the younger brother is dependent, the life is prosperous, facing the sea, and the flowers are blooming in spring.
Life is like this, it's not suffering.
Even if her life stopped at the age of eighteen, she still felt this way.
When Jiang Peijiu opened her eyes again, she became the beloved little princess of Zhenbei Palace.
In this life she has a healthy body.
She thought, the fortune teller was really right.
Later she died at the age of sixteen.
Well, she became an Ah Piao and lived between heaven and earth, seeing all kinds of life, which was generally not bad.
Later, she was reborn at the age of fifteen.
Only then did she realize.
Not only was the fortune teller right, but her fortune was very, very good.
However, this time, she will live a long life.
Intention: I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent.
