On Our Wedding Night, I Decided My Mad Prince Had a Short Shelf Life

To pay off her gambling-addict father’s debts, Su Qiaoqiao is sold into the Prince’s Manor to bring good luck to the supposedly dying, sickly Prince Jing. On their wedding night, Zhao Yan, the Prince of Jing, sneers from his sickbed, “Even if I die, I won’t lay a finger on you.” Su Qiaoqiao soon discovers that life at the manor is pretty sweet: room and board are covered, and the monthly allowance is generous. It’s just that the prince is so wasteful. That thousand-year-old ginseng he uses every day to keep himself alive would make such a delicious chicken soup! So that very night, she sneaks it into the kitchen. Zhao Yan: “Cough, cough... Where’s my medicine?” Su Qiaoqiao returns with a bowl of chicken soup. “Your Highness, medicine can be harmful in large doses. Food therapy is the way to go. Finish this bowl, and I guarantee you’ll be up and about tomorrow.” Zhao Yan is so furious he nearly dies on the spot. Later, Zhao Yan says, “Qiaoqiao, I offer you my kingdom as your bride price. Will you marry me?” Su Qiaoqiao replies, “Wait. Let me clear out all the gold in your treasury first.”