The Heir’s Consort: I Empty My Enemy’s Treasury Before Our Exile

I was reborn as the abandoned daughter of the Prime Minister’s household and married off in place of someone else to bring good fortune to a frail young heir.

On our wedding night, he coughed up blood and threatened me: “Keep to yourself and live as a widow, and I’ll leave you with your whole corpse.”

I pulled out a bottle of spirit spring water and poured it into his mouth. “Let’s see if you can make it through tonight first.”

The day the marquis’s residence was seized, the whole capital witnessed a strange sight:

The corrupt official’s storehouse was emptied overnight, and a bloodstained note appeared on the dragon throne: “I took the ill-gotten gold. I didn’t touch a single coin of the people’s tax money.”

As torrential rain poured down on the road to exile, I opened my space supermarket. “VIP express delivery, free shipping right to your door, dear~”

The young heir stared at the self-heating hot pot that had appeared out of thin air. “My lady... if you’re sneaking into the imperial treasury, could you grab a dragon throne while you’re at it?”