Transmigrate: I Don't Want to Be the Heir's Consort

I transmigrated to a dynasty where I didn’t know a soul.

At least I have my medical skills, so I’ll never go hungry.

“Wifey, I’m not better yet! Don’t kick me out,” he pleaded, looking up at her pitifully.

“Not afraid I’ll treat you to death?” She grinned wickedly.

“Xi’er, you’re trying to murder your husband! I’m telling your mother!”