I thought it was a beautiful life script to dress up as the legitimate daughter of Duke Dingguo. Unexpectedly, at the beginning, my father was unjustly imprisoned, and I was packed up and sent to celebrate the death of the legendary Zhenbei Hou. The whole capital is waiting to see my joke. Handkerchief in the past: "It's pitiful that a noble daughter of the royal family has to live as a widow with a medicine jar." The mean cousin said: "Her father can't protect himself, what else can she do? A perfect match for a sick man!" My newlywed husband, Lu Shiyan, is indeed very ill. He gasped after taking three steps, choked three times when drinking water, fell down when the wind blew, couldn't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. His only advantage was that his face was so handsome that people and gods were outraged. I admit it. Isn't it just about taking care of patients? I was a gold medal nurse in my previous life. Who should I be afraid of? I boiled soups and medicines, made medicated meals, fended off evil servants, and criticized relatives, trying to live up to being a model of a good wife who "loved her husband as much as she loved her." The way Lu Shiyan looked at me became increasingly hot, and he coughed even harder. I:? I feel bad. Until the rebels came to the city, the city gate was broken, and the imperial army collapsed. In my horrified gaze, the man who was still coughing up blood just now and was so weak that I had to support him slowly put aside the heater and picked up the hundred-jin black iron bow on the wall with one hand. "Whoosh——" An arrow pierced the throat and the enemy general fell off his horse. He looked back, wiped off the fake blood on his lips, and chuckled at me: "Madam, I pretended to be sick to investigate your father's unjust case. Now, it's time to close the net." Me: "..." Good guy, Oscar owes you a statuette! Later, the injustice was vindicated by Duke Dingguo, and Shi Yan, the God of War in Lu Dynasty, doted on me and made me the most envied woman in the world.
