My Wife is a Psychic-Chapter 341 - A Little Dazed

341 A Little Dazed

Zhao Yingying glanced at Zhao Ruifeng, who did not even blink.

“A few days ago, someone sent a letter saying that Jiang Shan was too bored as the acting emperor in the Imperial court, so he sent the new emperor of the Northern Border over. He said that he wanted to plan the future together. Song Yun said quietly, “Jiang Si was imprisoned for killing his mother. I heard that he was like a social butterfly in prison. All the men…” As she spoke, Song Yun’s tone became more and more excited. It seemed like it was not wrong of her to throw Jiang Si on the street of men. Jiang Si had finally acknowledged his sexual orientation.

“Don’t dirty your ears.” Zhao Ruifeng covered Jiang Xi’s ears and smiled faintly. He was just like Zhao Dengqi in her previous life. Jiang Xi was stunned for a moment.

“Is there really no one to care about me?” The saintess’ lips were white and dry, and her knees were stuck in the soil.

“Saintess, saintess…” The group of people from the saintess’ palace felt sorry for her, but no one dared to step forward to persuade her. The imperial preceptor knelt down with the saintess, only hoping to be by the side of his beloved. They wondered what the imperial preceptor’s attitude would be when he found out that the woman he loved was actually a man. Would he be angered to death?

Now everyone could see that the person in charge of the saintess’ palace was not the saintess. Everyone had to look at Jiang Xi’s face. Jiang Xi did not even blink. The saintess felt light-headed, blood rushed to her head, and her eyes were unfocused. Her body swayed and she fell to the ground with a bang.

“Saintess.” The imperial preceptor hugged her with a hoarse voice, his eyes bloodshot. Seeing the saintess so thin and pale, his heart ached. Everyone wanted to carry the saintess away, but they subconsciously looked at Jiang Xi’s expression first. Seeing that Jiang Xi did not stop them, they heaved a sigh of relief. They wanted to carry the saintess, only to find that her knees were connected to the soil, and her flesh and blood were mixed with the soil.

At this time, the third daughter, who was sleeping in the swaddling clothes, forgot to breathe again. She seemed a little hungry, but she did not want to open her eyes, and she was too lazy to cry…

When the saintess woke up, Jiang Xi went to talk to her. At that time, the saintess was sitting in the hall with a cold face. Jiang Xi walked in and said, “Come with me for a moment.” The saintess got up in shock and followed Jiang Xi obediently. The imperial preceptor had a head full of white hair. He was distressed by the saintess’ fawning appearance, but he was also jealous of Jiang Xi for being able to gain the saint’s respect. The saintess followed Jiang Xi with her walking stick and her hips swaying. The two of them entered the house. The three babies were sleeping peacefully on the bed. The bed had been widened and was surrounded on all sides.

“How did you guys get here? Forget about Fang Yu. She’s very ambitious, and I expected her to become the empress. But you, you’ve become the saintess and even control the lifeline of a country. After so many years, how come I didn’t know you had such great ambitions?” Jiang Xi paused and looked at the saintess. It was probably a coincidence and fate that she had transmigrated here, but it was impossible for so many people to transmigrate here, and it was impossible for all of them to be related to her.

The saintess lowered her head. Her knees were already rotten, so she could only wrap it up. But even so, she did not dare to sit down. Even the boss did not sit down, so how could she dare?

Jiang Xi’s face was solemn. Song Yun was standing beside her, and Sister Yi had also come over. Prince Ding was now following behind Zhao Yingying and was entangled with her. If one were to count carefully, almost everyone was related to her.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Jiang Xi’s eldest son’s eyes were wide open as he ate his chubby fingers and smacked his lips. The second child also smacked his lips as if he was reminiscing the sweet taste of the milk. As for the third child, she did not even lift her eyelids. As long as she was asleep, she would definitely not move at all. She could sleep at least 20 hours a day! She did not cry or scream when she peed, was hungry, or pooped. Jiang Xi and the others thought that the third child was a little dazed.

The saintess looked at Jiang Xi deeply and then lowered her head. “You were still alive when I left. You were lying in the hospital with Zhao Dengqi. You lost consciousness and were in a vegetative state. You were already…” The saintess looked at Jiang Xi, wanting to say something, but she stopped herself. Jiang Xi was expressionless.

“Did you know that you were already pregnant when you were sent back?” The saintess said slowly. Even if she had forgotten her gender and everything about herself, she would always remember this.

Jiang Xi suddenly raised her head and looked at the saintess in a daze. A strange feeling spread throughout her body.