The Madam Needs Spiritual Power for Her Fortune-Telling, So the Cold-Faced Marquis Gives Her His Luck with a Kiss

After being driven out of the Nan family estate, the seemingly meek and helpless Nan Jiuyuan became a highly sought-after mystic healer. The Nan family regretted it and tried to use the fact that they had raised her to demand half her consultation fees. Nan Jiuyuan couldn't help but sneer. With a flick of her finger, she exposed their ugly true faces for all to see. When the Crown Prince came crawling back, asking to remarry her, she gave him a Soul-Summoning Talisman, ensuring he played the groom in his dreams every night. Her younger siblings looked down on her, thinking she was an illiterate country bumpkin. But then the marquis's heir came calling in person. “If you are willing to save my mother, name your price!” The Nan family's sworn enemy, Imperial Censor Lin, also came to see her. “If Master Nan would lend us a hand, our family would welcome you as our honored guest!” Later, the clueless Sixth Prince became her devoted follower. “She's my own sister! Anyone who dares mess with her will have their home torn down!” Only then did the Nan family finally realize that the pitiful girl they had looked down on was a famous master of the mystic arts. She had to command ghosts, exorcise evil, commune with spirits, and win the marquis's heart. Nan Jiuyuan sighed. “My life is so hard.” Shen Yunqi stepped forward. “Don't be afraid. I'll be right behind you.”