A laboratory accident sends top medical student Lin Zhixia into another world through a mysterious bronze mirror, where she becomes the most humiliated Princess Consort of Prince Jing in the Great Liang Dynasty.
A scar from poisonous soup disfigures her face, while the faint scent of a love-binding spell from Southern Xinjiang hides by her pillow. Armed with modern medicine, she carves a path through a dynasty where men reign supreme. She saves children from an epidemic with silver needles, using alcohol to break a witch’s curse during a cesarean delivery, and opens a women’s medical clinic that enrages the Imperial Medical Bureau. Everyone calls the Princess Consort of Prince Jing the reincarnation of the Medicine King, but no one knows that the crescent-shaped scar on her wrist conceals the bronze mirror’s ghostly glow.
The cold-faced prince, Xiao Mingyi, turns their marriage contract into a game of chess. The gilded token he gives her is both a means of getting her to uncover the truth behind the annihilation of the Northern Garrison Army twenty years ago and a trap meant to draw her into the struggle for imperial power. When a shard of the laboratory mirror joins with the ancient mirror in her bridal chest, a blood-red wedding vow appears in the rift between worlds. It turns out that her transmigration began on the night the General’s residence was wiped out, when she clutched half a bronze mirror as she lay dying.
Beneath her phoenix crown and red bridal robes lies a tiger tally that can summon ghostly iron cavalry. The nuptial wine is laced with a deadly poison that could spark war between two nations. She saves an enemy nation’s hostage prince with penicillin and uses a microscope to expose witchcraft, only to realize in the moment the mirror is made whole that she must gather twelve bronze mirror shards to return to the modern world, and the last one is embedded in Xiao Mingyi’s heart.
When an epidemic becomes a bioweapon conspiracy and medical texts conceal a borderland massacre, the medical secrets of two worlds collide with a thunderclap on a snowy night. She cuts into the dynasty’s rotting flesh with a scalpel, while he takes up his tiger tally and points his sword at the twisted shadow on the throne…
