> When medical student Zixuan transmigrates into the body of a marquis’s illegitimate daughter, she is being buried alive in a coffin.
> Her legitimate elder sister looks down at her smugly. “You wretched nobody. I’ll use your bones to pave my road to glory.”
> Zixuan kicks the coffin open and climbs out, only to be married off that very night by imperial decree in a ghost marriage to the Ninth Prince, who supposedly “died in battle.”
> On her wedding night, she lifts the coffin lid and meets a pair of icy eyes, deep as a cold pool.
> A bloodstained sword presses against her throat. “Anyone who sees this prince rise from the dead must die.”
> Zixuan suddenly grabs his wrist. “My lord, you’ve been poisoned.”
