>When I died, the blood of the modern Guwu family stained the entire ancestral hall red.
>When she opened her eyes again, she became a sick and weak concubine who was exiled from the ancient prince's mansion.
>On the way to exile, I tore apart wolves with my bare hands, warded off plague with silver needles, and saved a seriously injured dandy prince.
>Rumors are spreading in the capital: the good-for-nothing concubine has no shame and is pestering the prince to be her patron.
>I sneered and conquered the refugees to build a new city, opened a medical clinic and academies, and owned half of the wealth.
>Until one night, I was suffering from morning sickness and was cornered by the dandy prince: "Whose child is it?"
>The moment the silver needle touched his throat, the jade pendant on his waist hurt my hand——
>The man who was lingering with me in the darkness that night was actually him?
