The Demon Concubine Counterattacks: Fortune-Telling to Seduce the Sickly King

When a thunder cracked open the ancient book, Feng Ying fell into a death script that had already been written - she became the notorious legitimate daughter of the Hou family, and was being held at the scene of a rape, her clothes were messy, and her life was hanging by a thread. The three-foot red damask is her prison and the starting point of rebirth. She is not the beautiful but stupid cannon fodder flower, but the soul of a Feng Shui master who traveled from modern times. Faced with the concubine's scheme and the dude's trap, she used her own wisdom to break out of the situation and turned the conspiracy into a stepping stone. Destiny is like an iron chain wrapped around her neck, and she insists on breaking it and embarking on a bloody path to change her destiny. Difficulties come one after another: she is forced to marry the sick and weak King Chu Chongxi, the fights in the house are like knives, the palace fights are like fire, and murderous intentions are everywhere in the court. But she doesn't believe in fate, she only believes in the compass in her hand and the clarity of her heart. She uses metaphysics to deduce the situation, uses Feng Shui to turn things around, moves like a fish through power schemes, and quietly takes root in love. He was originally a prince who was sitting high in the palace and watching with cold eyes, but he was attracted by her courage and wisdom step by step. His inner wall collapsed and feelings secretly emerged. Every comeback comes with a price - betrayal of trusted people, antagonism of relatives, and even imprisonment for a time. But she never bowed her head, and even under the pressure of the imperial power, she never lost half of her pride. When fate turns another page, she is no longer a chess piece at the mercy of others, but a numerologist in charge of the overall situation. If life is a hexagram, she wants to be the one who interprets it. So, when life and death become a choice, how should humans write their own ending?