Jiang Zhi, a master surgeon, traveled through time and became a wedding tool appointed by the Queen Mother. The one she wanted to marry was the King of Zhenbei, Lu Yan, who was paralyzed in bed after his legs were broken on the battlefield. Everyone in the capital laughed at her. It was a blessing that a concubine could marry into the prince's palace over several lifetimes. They also lamented that she would have to be a widow at such a young age. On the wedding night, the red candles flickered. Jiang Zhi looked at the lifeless sickly beauty with delicate features and handsome eyes on the bed, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "What a pity, what a waste of nature." If this bone appearance, this skin appearance could stand up, I don't know how many people would be fascinated by it. As a face control person, she was heartbroken beyond measure. Unexpectedly, in the next second, the "paralyzed" sick beauty suddenly sat up, pinched her waist with his hot hands, and breathed dangerously close to her ear: "Didn't the princess think that the king was not enough to die last night? What about now?" Jiang Zhi: "..." Wait, brother, are you awake? No, aren't you paralyzed? ! Seeing the way he moved freely, Jiang Zhi felt an occupational disease: "My lord, your muscle condition and skin elasticity are completely incompatible with the characteristics of being bedridden for a long time. Pretend to be paralyzed, can you please be more professional?" Lu Yan: "?" She saw through his carefully laid plan at a glance? This woman is interesting. From then on, the daily life in the palace became - "Princess, a secret agent from the palace came today. How should I behave to make myself look more 'paralyzed'?" "According to the clinical manifestations, you should be pale, with weak limbs, accompanied by slight shaking. Come, I will give you an injection to ensure that you are realistic." Later, the enemy country invaded,
