Reporting to the Prince: My Wife Is Beating Up Villains Again

(Two formidable leads who dote on each other, face-slapping and revenge, satisfying metaphysical powers)

Shen Qingci never imagined that after her pure-hearted stepsister poisoned her, she would wake up as the long-abandoned true daughter of the marquis's household, left to fend for herself for ten years. Worse still, as soon as she returns to the capital, she's drugged and bundled off to the room of the spoiled heir of her family's sworn enemy!

At her most desperate, she crashes into the carriage of the Prince of Jin. One look, and she can't believe her eyes: the man is practically blinding her with golden merit. Too bad a deadly curse coils beneath that glow, and he won't live more than three years.

“I can cure you.” She grips his neck and lays down her terms. “Keep me by your side for six months, and I'll make sure you don't die.”

The all-powerful Prince of Jin smiles. “Deal.”

When the imperial decree of marriage arrives, the capital is in an uproar. Everyone says a country girl can't measure up to the prince, a celebrated war hero. Shen Qingci promptly empties the marquis's household treasury. Her scoundrel of a father jumps up and down. “We're broke!” She produces the inventory of her mother's dowry. “Not anymore. It's yours, so go eat dirt.”

Her fake sister boasts, “The Second Prince loves me!” Shen Qingci pulls out a yellowed contract of servitude. “What a shame. Your mother was my mother's maid, so you're the daughter of a slave. What makes you think you're any better?”

Even the Retired Emperor sends a dream to object. “That girl has an overpowering fate. You won't be able to handle her!” By the imperial bed, the Prince of Jin takes her hand. His expression is languid, but his words ring with conviction. “Father, you're worrying too much. My princess consort only brings death to other people, like anyone who makes her unhappy.”