Jade Faced Yama: She Went Crazy After Breaking Off the Engagement

She was reborn after hitting the pillar, and when she opened her eyes, she became the most shameful legitimate daughter of the general in the Dasheng Dynasty! Fu Yu, the top modern special operations medic, fell from the battlefield of blood and fire into the bottomless darkness. When she woke up again, she turned out to be Fu Yu, a "good-for-nothing" with the same name, who had just been divorced in public, and was embarrassed and angry! There is severe pain in the forehead, confused memory, and the cold boudoir is filled with the smell of inferior incense and despair. The concubine Bai Lian, the scumbag is hypocritical, and the stepmother is vicious? Oh, there is no word "grieved" in Fu Yu's dictionary! Divorce your husband in the street and return the marriage certificate! Her father and brother were seriously injured and comatose in the border area, and her stepmother colluded with the scumbag to kill her? He set up a trap and with the help of the mysterious traveling doctor "Ghost Hand" Mo Qi, the golden cicada escaped from its shell! The undercurrent in the capital was turbulent, and the blood-stained frontier army badge was in my arms late at night: "If you want to save your father, leave Beijing quickly!" A woman disguises herself as a man and runs thousands of miles! Robbers? Counterattack! Wolves? Behead! My father is dying on the battlefield? Modern surgery + strange poison techniques, scraping bones to cure poison, shocked the frontier troops! "Jade-faced Yama" can save people and even save lives! However, he discovered that his father and brother were ambushed, and it turned out to be a major case of collusion with the enemy in the court! The iron-blooded and ruthless Prince Jing Xiao Che is her destined disaster! He doubts her like a chess player, and she hates him for treating his life like a piece of grass. On the smoke-filled battlefield, she was the light that saved him from dying, and the blade that pierced his cold mask. But when the capital was so stigmatized and the emperor was holding his throat, his silence chilled her heart: "It turns out that chess pieces are chess pieces after all." The dust has settled, and Xuanhe's power is at your fingertips. But heavy snow fell on the eaves of the palace, and she looked into the lonely distance. He came through the snow, holding not an imperial edict but a pot of warm wine: "... Are you still leaving?" The wind blew away the words, and the snow fell silently on her shoulders.