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“That’s right, who would dare to marry a normal person? I heard that the woman’s eyes were like slits, and when they were open, it was as if they were not open. She also had a flat nose, thick lips, few strands of hair, and a mouth full of bared teeth. Such a person should not be able to get married, but people with heaven’s decline are unlucky. I guess people with heaven’s blight didn’t expect to meet such a beautiful woman like our Holy maiden, don’t you think?” The storyteller interacted with the guests as he spoke.

“Right!”

“That ugly monster is too shameless. She actually dared to snatch our saintness’ man!”

A group of guests cursed angrily, pitying the saintness. “How do you know all this?” Some rational people asked the storyteller.

The storyteller raised his head arrogantly. “My father’s brother’s wife is working in the saintess’ palace. The news has spread throughout the saintess’ palace. When the saintess gets married on the sixth day of the month, you will know whether I am telling the truth or not.”

The crowd was in an uproar. They were all immersed in the joy of the saint’s upcoming wedding and did not think that the poor woman’s husband had been stolen by the saintness.

Jiang Xi sneered. Her smile was so sinister that the imperial preceptor shivered.

“Calm down, calm down. Don’t set. bad example for the child in your stomach. When the child is born and disobedient, you’ll be the one who’ll get tired. You…” The imperial preceptor hurriedly tried to persuade Jiang Xi. However, before he could finish his words, the waiter holding the wine pot tripped on his right foot and fell flat on the ground. The entire pot of wine poured on the state preceptor’s head, leaving nothing behind! Hehe, use wine to wash your mouth, so that you don’t stand on the wrong side.

“Forget it, forget it. I won’t say it. I can’t afford to offend you…” The imperial preceptor looked helpless. “You guys wait for me outside the city. I’ll go in and have a good talk with the saintess. The saintess… had no choice either.” There was a flash of pain in the imperial preceptor’s eyes. He did not want Jiang Xi to have a conflict with the saintess. They were both decision-makers of the country. If the two of them fought, it would be a great disaster for the people. The saintess had an upright and outspoken character, not to mention Jiang Xi’s character. It was likely that the two of them would fight when they met. At this moment, the imperial preceptor did not expect that some people would kill one-sidedly.

“There’s a hidden reason for snatching someone else’s man?” Zhao Yingying rolled her eyes. The imperial preceptor was not angry. He bowed to Jiang Xi and turned to leave the teahouse. Jiang Xi looked at the imperial preceptor’s back and was in a daze for a while.

“Let’s go. I want to see who has the guts to snatch my man. Hehe, the last person who tried to snatch my man is still enjoying his life.” Jiang Xi waved her hand in a domineering manner, causing Song Yun and Prince Ding to shiver.

“Well, it’s quite enjoyable. There’s someone to serve him when they eat, drink, pee, and poop. He’s been lying in bed for ten years and can’t get up, almost in a vegetative state.” Prince Ding ridiculed in a low voice.

“But boss, I thought you didn’t like that actor?” Prince Ding was a little curious. It was said that when Jiang Xi died, she did not seem to have any progress with the best actor. Both of them were still single… However, the strange thing was that after their boss died, the best actor seemed to have fainted in the villa the next day. He had seen countless doctors, but they were of no use. He lay there like a living dead.

“Hahaha, I also heard that the best actor’s fans are all over the world standing up for him, doing good deeds in his name everywhere, saying that they want to donate their lives to the him, so that the movie King can meet his loved one in his next life and live a happy life.” Prince Ding grinned.

Jiang Xi did not speak, but her eyes darkened as she looked at the tall and strict city wall not far away. Eight livesof loneliness, eight lives of following, eight lives stopped for one person, before meeting her, he was possessed by the God of Misfortune, only after meeting her did he slowly improve. If he had not met her, or if she had lost her life, he would not have had the slightest chance of living, not even for a day.

Tears welled up in Jiang Xi’s eyes. She lowered her head slightly and hid her expression in the collar of her clothes. Her stomach suddenly moved, as if to comfort Jiang Xi’s disappointment.

“Mother will take you to find father, and then I’ll beat that b*stard who covets your father to death.” Jiang Xi rubbed her belly and strode toward the borders of Xilan Nation.