Why Pick on Her? The Princess Consort of the Prince Who Supports the Crown Is Skilled in Poison and Martial Arts

[Poison Doctor Saintess x Iron-Blooded Prince Who Defends the Throne x Two Strong Leads] Alternate World Gu Qinglu was the ninety-eighth-generation saintess of Miaojiang. Her mastery of both Gu poison and medicine was extraordinary, yet she met a cruel end when she accidentally fell victim to the peerless Gu poison she had painstakingly cultivated herself. When she opened her eyes again, she was inside a cold coffin. Everyone around her was crying, but not for her. They were mourning some prince. “He's only been poisoned by a Gu. Just remove it and he'll be fine. He won't die. You're so noisy. Stop crying.” Those were the first words she spoke after climbing out of the coffin, her voice hoarse and ethereal. The entire mourning hall fell silent. The servants gathered by the bed beside another coffin turned to look, then promptly fainted in fright. The Prince of Qin of the Great Yong dynasty had won great honors fighting the Rong and Di tribes in the northern campaign. But while campaigning south to drive out the Wu and Yi tribes, he was unexpectedly poisoned. At first, he only felt weakness in his limbs. Gradually, his condition worsened until no medicine could help. His good nephew, the emperor, seized the opportunity to take away his military authority and then sent him a foolish woman to humiliate him. With only his final breath left, he had intended to send her away before the wedding ceremony. But who could have guessed that the woman would inexplicably die? Strangely enough, she came back to life and saved his. Since fate had spared him, he would regroup and rise again. As for this beautiful, greedy woman, the Prince of Qin was utterly unimpressed. Women only slowed down his sword arm. Later, when the mists cleared, he finally saw her for who she was and understood why she was so greedy for money. Later still, the two of them set off on a journey. The man who fought wars across the land had found himself a weakness. One dark and windy night, he was being hunted when she arrived with her mist Gu. “Xiao Xingcang was saved by me. He is mine, and so is his life. None of you will take him.” Xiao Xingcang hurriedly reined in his horse and lifted a hand to press down the corners of his mouth. One man, one woman, devoted to each other.