[Transmigration + political intrigue + sweet romance + a chemistry-powered comeback]
[Knowledge is power]
I transmigrated into the body of an abused concubine-born daughter, forced to marry a crippled prince who was on the verge of death.
Everyone said I was going to accompany him to the grave.
But I refused to accept my fate.
I used starch to test for poison, turmeric to test medicine, and alum to catch the mastermind.
Others relied on a golden finger to cheat their way to success. I relied on knowledge to survive.
On our wedding night, he sat in his wheelchair with his eyes closed and said, “You're not Liu Yingyue.”
I rolled up my sleeves, revealing scars all over my arms. “I'm here to survive, not to die.”
Later, when his cold poison flared up, I pressed a warm cloth against his artery and fed him medicine mouth to mouth.
“If you die, I'll remarry. I'll take your money, your prince's residence, and your ducks, then remarry.”
Later still, he rose from his wheelchair and stood in front of me, sword in hand.
He said, “You have someone else.”
This is a blind game. Everyone is making their moves.
But even with a lousy hand, I can play to the very end.
