A Du grew up in a Buddhist temple. Before Master Liaokong passed away, he instructed her to descend the mountain, meet the world, and settle her worldly ties.
Her fellow disciples were more than happy to hurry her on her way. Their reason was simple and blunt: she ate far too much.
She was confident that with her peerless skill with golden needles, she would earn a fortune after leaving the mountain and return one day to live in peace.
Instead, she failed to earn a single coin and, by a twist of fate, ended up living in the Prince Regent's residence.
With a casual stab of her needle, she dragged countless people on the brink of death back from the gates of the underworld.
Before long, rumors spread that the Prince Regent's residence was home to a celestial maiden with miraculous powers.
But A Du couldn't care less about being called a celestial maiden. She was simply exasperated. She didn't want people clinging to her for no reason, nor did she want to keep getting dragged into courtly power struggles and worldly disputes.
A Du furrowed her little brows and carefully did the math. “My lord, I'm getting the short end of the stick.”
Xiao Heng glanced at the empty bowls piled into a small mountain in front of her. His expression was cool and disapproving. “You're eating my entire household out of house and home.”
At that, A Du immediately started packing to leave. “Then I might as well go.”
Unexpectedly, Xiao Heng's expression darkened. He stopped her on the spot. “Who said you could leave? You healed my leg, so I'll give you this vast empire as thanks. What do you say?”
A Du blinked her clear eyes and shook her head hard, looking completely serious. “To me, this empire isn't worth as much as two baskets of steamed buns.”
A sweet, clueless Buddhist miracle doctor × a sharp-tongued, soft-hearted, lame Prince Regent
Golden needles decide life and death; eating comes first
