Your Highness! The Princess Consort's Coffin Lid Won't Stay Shut

From the day Lu Qiqi went from a max-level powerhouse to a pitiful weakling, she decided to hide her strength and quietly make a fortune. But after she casually “saved” Xiao Ji, the capital’s famously sickly prince, the whole story took a bizarre turn... A pitiful weakling? No, a max-level powerhouse has come to the ancient world to stir things up! She’s both a master physician and a master thief. She meant to find a down-and-out prince to be her business partner, but somehow ended up with a movie star for a husband. In public: a blood-spitting invalid and his money-grubbing little darling. In private: a dark emperor and his all-powerful queen. An enemy spy sneaks in and catches the princess consort elegantly dissecting a secret letter with a scalpel. The prince hands her another knife. “My lady, this one is sharper.” The whole capital is stunned: Weren’t they supposed to be an idiot and a useless invalid?! Their married life becomes one epic contest of professional skills after another... She steals his official seal; he hides her gold needles. She teases, “My lord, you only angered three censor officials into fainting today. You’re slowing down.” He coughs up blood and replies, “My lady, you only robbed five family vaults. Are you getting rusty?” Everyone weeps: Please stop trying to outdo each other! When she casually plants a sweet potato in the courtyard, the court officials hold an emergency meeting through the night: “This must be an immortal crop from overseas! The princess consort is telling us to pay tribute!” When he happens to smile at an envoy from a neighboring kingdom, the enemy nation withdraws its troops overnight: “It’s a warning! That smile conceals three thousand hidden weapons!” At last, with the throne vacant, the people beg this “sickly couple” to take the throne. Lu Qiqi gazes at the imperial robes, lost in thought. “Did we take our act too far?” Xiao Ji pulls her into his arms and smiles, gesturing toward the vast realm: “My lady, the biggest amateur troupe in the world...” “...was destined to reach this ending from the moment you and I met at the mass grave.”