Married Off to the Crippled Prince, I Upend the Plot and Change My Fate by Digging Up Graves

The day I was transmigrated into the body of an abandoned daughter of a marquis's household, I was taking my elder sister's place to marry the dying Prince Jing and bring him good fortune. Before we could even drink the nuptial wine, the imperial physician had already shaken his head and prepared to lay him out for burial. I whipped out the epinephrine I'd made myself. “Your Highness, do you want to live?” I plunged in the needle, and he opened his eyes, coughing up blood. “My lady… what is this?”

Later, when the emperor's decree confiscating the household arrived at our door, I smiled and burned the prince's iron deed of immunity. “Don't panic. Come with me to dig up a grave…”

“We'll break into the founding emperor's tomb and put on a good show for His Majesty, with the previous dynasty's secrets.”