Xia Hongming did not expect that he would hurt himself like this.
After returning to the imperial mansion, Xia Hongming immediately instructed with a dark expression. "Go and invite Master Wu Ju over."
The guard nodded. "Yes."
Xia Hongming frowned when he remembered that just as he was about to sit down, the stool broke. Xia Hongming's face darkened. This bad luck was not over yet.
Wu Ju quickly came over. Looking at Xia Hongming, he said with a solemn expression, "What did the Third Prince do? Why are you covered in bad luck?"
Xia Hongming said angrily, "It's all because of that psychic whom Wei Shilai recruited. I wanted to make her kneel. She said that if she did so, I'd be in trouble. I didn't believe her. As soon as she bent her knees slightly, I fell from my seat."
Xia Hongming took out a black triangle thing. "Also, the talisman you gave me is destroyed. I can't use it anymore."
"Oh, so she's here in the capital."
