The Princess Consort’s Cursed Words Always Come True

First: The fourth young lady of the Jiang family has returned to the capital from the countryside and offended the all-powerful Regent. Her life is probably over.

But then things took a turn:

Jiang Nai: “My lord, I cast a fortune for you. If you leave the house before the hour of the Dragon today, there’s a 99 percent chance you’ll be struck by lightning.”

The Regent: “...Is there a way to avert it?”

Jiang Nai: “Buy a magical treasure from my Yin-Yang Shop. It can ward off disaster.”

The bodyguard: “...Isn’t that just a pot lid? I think you’ve been swindled again, my lord.”

The Regent: “My elegant bearing cannot be crushed by a mere pot lid! I’ll show you all how to wear one on your head and remain as calm as the breeze.”

Second: The fourth young lady can’t read a single character and knows nothing of literature. Anything she writes must be complete nonsense.

The head of the Shangjing Academy: “The fourth young lady knows astronomy above and geography below. She has a particular passion for the history and culture of the ancient Jiang Kingdom, and has made major contributions to scholarship.”

The crowd: “Are you sure you’re talking about the same person? That headmaster must be a paid shill!”

Third: The fourth young lady brings misfortune to her mother, brothers, uncles, aunts, and sisters. She should be sent to a convent for a few years to learn some humility.

Her aunts and sisters: “Sob, please stop spreading rumors. We’ve had such hard lives. Every time you spread a rumor, disaster strikes all of us.”

Years later, Jiang Nai strolls through the streets holding the Regent’s miniature look-alike by the hand.

Her son asks curiously, “Mother, why is there still a bet going around that you wouldn’t survive a month in Father’s hands?”

Jiang Nai looks guilty. “That story begins with a painting of a mountain retreat.

“When your mother was young and foolish, I trapped your father inside a painting and almost starved him to death...”

Her son: “...What were you thinking?”

Jiang Nai: “I just felt sorry for him. He was so hungry, his waist got too thin...”