After the Substitute Marriage, I Tore the Sick Seedlings with My Hands, Lord

I married the dying Prince Jing on behalf of my sister-in-law, and everyone laughed at me for being a widow. But on the night of the wedding, the dying husband suddenly grabbed my wrist: "Madam, are you tired of acting? Why don't we make a deal?" His palms were hot, and he didn't look sick at all. Later, my eldest sister cried and begged me to give up my position as princess. Prince Jing took me into his arms in public: "My wife took my life back from me. Whoever touches her will be killed first."