[A Physician's Silver Needles Pierce the Heavens, a War God's Sword Secures the Realm]
The night she transmigrated into the discarded wife of a war god, Li Lingxi gripped a silver needle and pressed it to the throat of the person abusing her.
So what if she was a discarded wife from the Cold Palace?
She would use her silver needles to turn the tables and her delicate hands to stir the winds of change.
By the time her war-god husband looked at her with a suddenly deepened gaze, she had already cut open the heart of the plague demon and aimed her sword at the spy who had framed the imperial heir.
The court was treacherous and the martial world in turmoil. She walked over shattered bones, healing the dead and restoring flesh to bone, while he led a thousand armies to shatter conspiracies and slay fiends.
A poisonous consort tries to ambush her?
A silver needle strikes an acupoint, making her taste her own poisoned wine.
Enemy troops at the borders?
In simple clothes and a plain hairpin, she sets a net that covers the whole land.
In the palm where their red threads intertwine lie a remedy to save the world and a bloodstained military tally. The sharpest blade in the realm will at last carve out a clear and compassionate world in the name of healing.
