A concubine-born daughter of the Grand Tutor's household is sent to marry in someone else's place. Legend has it that Prince Ye is a cripple, no better than a eunuch.
As torrential rain poured down, the wedding procession was slaughtered. She crawled out from beneath a heap of corpses.
She would be no woman if she failed to avenge this. If she had to marry, then so be it. How could she take down the tiger without entering its lair?
Who knew the supposedly crippled prince was actually a peerless warrior, as cunning as a wolf?
Who knew the revenge-seeking princess consort would be sweet and wild, with brilliant medical skills, spending her days farming and studying medicine?
“My beloved consort, I can't go on. Hurry and take a look at me.” The scheming prince was a needy one, too.
“Tch, a man must never say he can't go on. Come, let me have a look...” An Ruyi boldly put an arm around him.
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