The Doctor Consort Is Hard to Woo: Suitors, Take a Number, Daddy

Mu Qingge, heir to a family of renowned physicians, was caught in a plane explosion and transmigrated overnight into the body of the Third Princess of the Nan Song Kingdom. That very night, she lost her virtue, and she was forced to marry the disabled prince of the Northern Rong Kingdom three years later as part of a political alliance.

Hmph, fine, she’d marry him. So what if his legs were disabled? She’d work her magic with both Eastern and Western medicine, cure him, then divorce him. After that, she’d take her little one and roam free beneath the vast sky.

What? The little one is the disabled prince’s child?

Hmph, they’re divorced already. The little one doesn’t need a father. There’s a whole line of candidates waiting outside. Let’s see how long you can keep acting so aloof and capable.

The prince said, “Mu Qingge, whoever you want the little one to call Father, no one else dares claim that place.”

The little one, crouched to the side and munching on candied hawthorn, heard this and wouldn’t stand for it. He jumped to his feet and flung open the door, shouting at the top of his lungs.

“Uncles, I need a father! If you want to marry my mother, get in line!”

The prince asked, “Can your real father cut in line?”