Chapter 780: Chapter 784: Luck Bag, Now Live (19)
Recently, the reputation of Chang Zuo Jiao’s Luck Bag had grown imnsely, even the courtiers in the palace had inquired about it.
Everyone said that the Chang family’s daughter was the incarnation of a lucky star, and naturally, Mr. Chang was also a fortunate man; otherwise, why had this lucky star laid low before, only to reveal her splendor after Mr. Chang took her ho….
Su Li knew all about this but simply didn’t care.
What she had been pondering was that on Chang Zuo Jiao, she had not sensed any significant signs of rit.
As for blessings, spells, as soon as the words are spoken, they follow the law… everything is like rootless duckweed, it all just seems to be coincidental.
When too many coincidences co together, they’re no longer coincidences.
And it was precisely because of this that everyone believed even more strongly that she was a person with great fortune.
Recently, Mr. Chang’s Mansion had been exceptionally lively, with many Madams inquiring about the details of the Chang family’s daughter.
Character, appearance, family background, and so on didn’t matter; as long as she brought prosperity to her husband, that was enough.
And to bring prosperity to others and oneself, to so extent, is a gift from the heavens.
It’s just like how so people have exceptionally good luck, while others have exceptionally bad luck.
What is consud is the rit and fortune accumulated over a previous life, or even dozens or hundreds of lifetis.
Otherwise, why would there be a Buddhist concept of praying for a better next life?
But with Su Li’s insight, Chang Zuo Jiao was not among this group, which made her so-called ability to bring prosperity to others seem rather odd.
Not until that sentence Chang Zuo Jiao uttered at the banquet.
Su Li distinctly felt a ripple in the void, just like the first ti she saw her.
But this ti, it involved herself, and she could feel it clearly and comprehensively all over again.
From Chang Zuo Jiao’s mouth ca, “strained my back….” like a spell that activated a chanism, a golden thread appeared atop her head, just like last ti.
Compared to the first ti, when the fine thread was thinner than a strand of hair, the thread now had thickened significantly.
It was as thick as a headband.
At the sa ti, a wisp of dark, inauspicious energy tried to transfer to her, but before it could get close to Su Li, she trapped it in a small space, where it could churn endlessly but could not draw near.
At the mont this dark energy approached, she had a premonition.
In life, people have tis of good luck and misfortune, but the triggering of these events is random.
Therefore, there’s a saying: fortune and misfortune are intertwined.
One second, you might be unlucky, but who’s to say that isn’t a turn of luck?
And there’s another saying: extre joy begets sorrow.
You might feel fortunate now, but in an instant, you might beco unlucky.
Chang Zuo Jiao cannot create sothing from nothing, nor bring fortune to others directly, but what if this fortune or misfortune was inherently part of the person?
If she could draw the future’s misfortune to the present and affect the whole situation….
A slight change, and what could’ve been just a minor inconvenience, might beco fatal under different circumstances, at a different ti….
But it’s also possible that by consuming the misfortune early, you might pave the way for a smoother future.
The reverse is also true….
So, for those who thought they had rubbed off so of Chang Zuo Jiao’s luck, don’t be too quick to rejoice.
And for those who t with misfortune because of Chang Zuo Jiao, don’t be in a hurry to get angry.
Fortune and misfortune are intertwined, fortune and misfortune are intertwined….
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Xuanyuan Shier slightly lifted his sleeves and trouser legs, revealing arms and thighs covered in bruises.
It looked extrely frightening; his body was so severely pinched that not a single piece of unbruised flesh could be seen.
Yet Xuanyuan Shier’s face remained expressionless, not even a twitch of emotion as if this was all too familiar.
The nanny, in order to punish him for his poor performance at the banquet, had been particularly harsh, with no thought of whether such treatnt was appropriate for a re seven-year-old child.
Unfavored princes and princesses lived lives worse than dogs within the palace.
However, the princesses had it slightly better since those harsh old won dared not be too overtly cruel.
After all, grown princesses were still quite useful, able to serve as tools for political marriages.
The Empress wouldn’t allow such disgraceful treatnt of the princesses.
Xuanyuan Shier felt sowhat relieved that his sisters did not have to endure the sa humiliation he did.
“Hey, why the act dropped? Your current small figure is far more appealing than what you showed at the banquet.”
“Who?” Xuanyuan Shier turned around in alarm, his usually cold expression not having a chance to change.
His mind rapidly flickered through several responses, wondering how, even when hidden in the most secluded part of the mansion, he could still encounter soone.
To his bad luck, his disguise had been seen through.
If the other person were to inform the other princes…
However cunning he might be, Xuanyuan Shier was still only a seven-year-old child, and a flash of panic swept across his face.
Yet upon turning around and clearly seeing who it was, his mouth dropped open in shock.
“How is it you?”
“Why couldn’t it be ?” Su Li affected the air of a scholar, opening his folding fan and fanning himself.
“Ts, ts, ts, who would’ve thought that the impetuous Twelfth Prince could disguise himself so well? You’ve completely fooled your brothers and sisters.”
Xuanyuan Shier fell silent, his lips tightly pressed as his hands clasped firmly behind his back.
If he did not do so, a prince like him, without a mother’s protection and overlooked by the Emperor, would have grass growing tall over his grave by now.
He was the twelfth in line; above him were the eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh princes, who were older than him by only re two to three years to just a few months.
But where were they now…
Little Eight, with his agreeable nature and willingness to care for their younger siblings, had the misfortune of receiving an offhand “not bad” comnt from the Emperor.
The very next day, he suffered a scratch from the Noble Consort’s pet dog after an accidental collision, developed a high fever that evening, and by the next day, he was gone.
Little Nine, rely for being young yet bright, was taken by a cold.
And then there were Little Ten, Eleven… He survived several close calls because he had an older sister desperately protecting him. Afterward, he finally understood that to live, you had to be foolish and ignorant, letting everyone know you posed no threat and that you weren’t even worth the effort to strike down.
Thus, Xuanyuan Shier created the persona of an impulsive and rash unlikable character for himself.
Unable to read the room and speaking without thinking, resulting in nurous punishnts and tornts, he successfully led the Emperor to declare him unteachable.
Only then did he feel the gazes of the Empress, the Noble Consort, the Eldest Prince, and others shift slightly away from him.
There’s a saying, “Look at a boy at three and see the man at seven”… Xuanyuan Shier was destined to be considered foolish.
It was at this point that he could finally catch his breath.
Yet today, his disguise had been uncovered.
Seeing the little prince so frightened that his teeth chattered, Su Li felt a twinge of guilt.
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.”
“How about a partnership? I can help you.”
“What can you, a prodigal son, do for ?”
“Don’t underestimate ; I can be of great use… and I carry great luck too…”
This trivial conversation, unknown to anyone, would lay the foundation for an earth-shattering upheaval three years later.
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