Transmigrating into Exile with My Frail Top Scholar Husband

Disclaimer: This story is fictional, and very, very fictional.

[Exile] [Transmigration] [Pocket Dimension] [Healing Powers] [Strong Female Lead] [Strong Male Lead] [Fleeing Famine] [Farming] [Infrastructure]

A straight-laced steel-hearted warrior's soul in a cool, beautiful body VS a delicate top scholar with eight hundred tricks up his sleeve

Shen Zijin transmigrates into a bride in prison. Looking at a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people, she quietly pulls out her combat knife and surgical needles.

Protecting exiles, killing assassins, curing epidemics, clearing land and farming...

"Huh? The pretty boy who was the original owner's husband is into men?"

"What? That scrawny weakling is actually the late emperor's eldest son, raised in the Marquis's mansion?"

Time to get out of here. She only promised the original owner she'd escort them to their place of exile. This delicate scholar has too many secret identities, and she can't handle him.

Watching her build them a shelter, brick by brick, she knows it's time to leave. Once the original owner's revenge is complete, she'll be free. She swings into the saddle and rides off without a backward glance

"Young master, Madam has returned to the capital." In the study, the man's fingertips tighten around his brush until they turn white. His expression is complicated...

Little Scene:

Rumor has it in the capital:

On her first day back from exile, the she-devil kicked down the Regent's manor gate.

Gu Mufeng smiles and clasps his hands. "She's my wife. My wife has a fiery temper. Please forgive her, everyone."

Guard Gu Ba: The master is so shameless, I can't even look~