A top all-around assassin transmigrated into the ugly legitimate daughter of a general’s household. Her father was dead, her mother was dead, her whole family was dead, and the prince she married was blind and crippled.
What, you dare look down on me?
Pick whichever of the eighteen ways to die you like.
She was a master of both medicine and poison, able to save a life or take one in an instant. If she came across someone she couldn’t beat, what then? Easy. She’d divine that a bolt of heavenly lightning was waiting five hundred meters ahead and send him off to fight it.
He never prays in ordinary times, but when trouble comes, he sends people to fight heavenly lightning.
If he still refused to behave, she’d change his fate and turn him into a pig.
Just as she was getting everything she wanted, turning her life around, and preparing to rule all of Kyoto, a pitiful little man appeared before her, looking terribly aggrieved.
“Wife, just let your husband handle these things. Please?”
???
How did the strong, straight-laced man she’d cured turn into a sniveling little crybaby?
This treatment has side effects!
