The Villainous Princess Turns the Prince’s Manor Upside Down

I am the least favored concubine-born daughter in the Minister's residence, and I've been so sick for years that I can barely get out of bed.

My legitimate elder sister despised the God of War Prince Xiao Jue after he became disabled, and wept and wailed that she wouldn't get into the bridal sedan.

So my stepmother doubled the dose in my medicine and shoved me, the “sickly one,” into it instead.

“One invalid and one cripple: a perfect match. Just make sure you die without bringing shame on the Minister's residence.”

In the bridal sedan, I coughed until my lungs nearly tore, listening to the jeers outside while coldly laughing to myself.

They didn't know I wasn't frail at all. My stepmother had been slowly poisoning me for sixteen years.

To stay alive, I played along and kept up the act for sixteen years.

They also had no idea that the hands they thought were only good for holding a medicine pot could identify every rare poison under heaven, or concoct an antidote for which there was no cure.