The Poisonous Consort Climbs the Wall, and the Wicked Prince Runs Himself Ragged Chasing Her

After transmigrating into the body of the eldest daughter of the Han family in the Minister of Rites' residence, she learns that her birth supposedly killed her mother, that she's been branded ill-fated, and that her stepmother, concubines, and half-sisters are all watching her like hawks. Surrounded by danger? What a joke. She's a top poison doctor. How could she let anyone bully her? She tears into scumbags and puts scheming hypocrites in their place, soon becoming someone everyone fears. Rumor has it throughout the city that the eldest Han daughter has gone mad. So isn't marrying the Cold Prince, whose fate is cursed by the Lone Star and whose nature is cruel and violent, a perfect match?! Everyone watches from the sidelines, eager to see the show. Wait! Where did this little dumpling come from? The little dumpling walks the streets banging a gong to collect debts. “We took in five hundred taels today.” Han Ruoqing says, “Sweetie, didn't you say you'd bring your mother a thousand taels today? That's all?” The little dumpling points at the handsome man in the distance. “Mother, you should be grateful. Father said if you go to the Happy Pavilion to look at men again, he'll confiscate these five hundred taels too!”