A hemiplegic girl from Qinshan Village was eighteen years old. She recruited a son-in-law who was older than her. The betrothal gift was only a piece of rotten wood. Little did they know that the son-in-law was the emperor's master, and the rotten wood was the imperial master's order to command three thousand kings. The benefactor's family couldn't stand the excitement. God of Wealth, God of War, Medical Sage... All your identities should be hidden from me!
