The core of a sentence: Being sent to celebrate the living dead at the beginning?
Don't panic, the technology has been upgraded, everyone will kneel down and call their ancestors!
Traveling through time to marry a concubine, to marry a "living dead" prince who is treasonous, maimed, and riddled with poison?
The whole capital is waiting to see her buried with her!
But they don't know that this body contains the soul of the chief military doctor of the Star Alliance!
Husband's family despised?
She used a set of surgical suturing techniques to snatch the dying prince back from the hands of the King of Hell!
Courtiers assassinating someone?
She used simple herbs to extract high-purity antibiotics and mastered "ancient medical skills" to perfection!
Facing the suspicious crippled king who regarded her as a pawn, she showed the homemade syringe in her hand expressionlessly: "My lord, if you want to stand up, just lie down. Don't move, you are just my number one experimental subject."
Later, when he put on his armor again and ruled the world, he held her in his arms with red eyes: "My life is yours, and the world is also yours. Please, look at me one more time."
