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My Wife is a Psychic

Jiang Xi, the warden of a mental asylum, transmigrated one day and became a girl from a farming village who had three engagements annulled and hanged herself three times. Jiang Xi: That's ridiculous!Jiang Xi was a psychic who could make predictions come true just by talking. If she claimed that someone's house would collapse, it would collapse the next day, even if it was structurally sound. In her previous life, her predictions were a little too real for her family. They were spooked by her abilities and left her at that asylum. She was unconcerned and adapted to life there like a duck to water. Though she managed to get promoted to warden after much difficulty, she suddenly transmigrated, and everything was suddenly the way it was before. She studied her leaking house and sighed to herself. Whatever. She would live life one day at a time, then.When her mother clumsily ruined the family's crops, Jiang Xi assured her: They would be fine tomorrow.Her mother wiped her tears and woke up the following day to check on the crops... only to find that the ruined sprouts were budding! During the dry season, Jiang Xi's father stared dolefully at the crops that looked like they were going to wither and die. Jiang Xi simply pursed her lips and said: There will be a downpour soon.Jiang Xi's father doubted her words. But three days later, a downpour came, and he looked just like a happy child.Everyone in the village began to call Jiang Xi a lucky star, and the village head was willing to yield his position to her so that she would lead the village to riches. Bachelors proposed to her and came to her house with generous gifts even though they used to scorn her, but a tanned, muscular man with rough facial features stood in their way before they could reach the Jiangs' house.Zhao Xiping pointed at Jiang Xi and declared loudly: My wife! Mine!

Wuxia · Général
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370 Chs

I Dreamt That Sister Yi Is Here

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Zhao Yingying, Shan'er, and Zhao Panpan returned to the Flower Stream Palace Hall, the other servants wanted to come over and show their concern, but the nanny was too strict, so they did not dare to come out.

What the crowd did not know was that the moment Zhao Yingying's silk bag opened, Jiang Xi seemed to have felt something and looked up. She gave Zhao Yingying her first breath of good fortune every day. Although it would not provide any substantial help, it would give her a chance of survival in times of danger. This was a random trigger. For example, if Zhao Yingying were to participate in the concubine selection, she would have a higher chance of standing out among the crowd. Similarly, when the female doctor treated her, the possibility of her being saved would be higher.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside. Song Yun ran over with a surprised look on her face and said to Jiang Xi, "Boss, I dreamt that Sister Yi was here."