After an accident, Lin Wangshu, born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, unexpectedly transmigrated to a dynasty that had never existed in history. The System told her she had to find three rare, hard-to-obtain medicinal herbs if she wanted to return. Lin Wangshu suspected she was being set up, but when you’re under someone else’s roof, you have to bow your head.
Qin Huaixu had lived in the Cold Palace, a place of misery and hardship, since childhood. To stay alive, he had no choice but to join the army and keep away from trouble. After years of struggling his way up, he finally earned a great deal of merit. But throughout history, those whose achievements threatened the throne never met a good end. Now he was poisoned, unable to walk, oppressed by his father, and mistrusted by his brothers.
Their interests brought the two of them together. At first, Qin Huaixu warned Lin Wangshu, “Don’t get any ideas about me.”
But the face-slapping came fast. Lin Wangshu said, “How about we sleep in separate rooms?”
Qin Huaixu replied, “No. The emperor sent people to watch us. Separate rooms would cause unnecessary trouble.”
Lin Wangshu: …Does the emperor really care whether we sleep in the same room??????
