Chu Mingxi transmigrates into the body of a country girl everyone calls a fool, and opens her eyes to a living nightmare.
No problem. With her medical skills, she can save lives; with her cooking, she can win people over. Backed by Medicine King Valley, she can do as she pleases.
Want to reclaim her identity? No rush. First, she’ll squeeze a little money out of her royal brothers, get the Second Prince to foot the bill, and make the Third Prince her bodyguard.
An enemy wants to harm her? She’ll turn the tables and send them to prison. The Ghost Shadow Pavilion’s intelligence network specializes in dealing with troublemakers.
Everyone says Commandery Princess Jiahe is a force to be reckoned with:
To the emperor, she’s his personal chef, always asking, “What would you like to eat today?” while casually fishing for royal secrets.
To her brothers, she’s a professional creditor who says, “Look at this bill, big brother,” and shamelessly squeezes them for money.
To Prince Yi, who holds power over the court, she’s a living King of Hell who says, “I heard you’re planning a rebellion? Lucky for you, I specialize in dealing with rebels.”
The only one she can order around without a hitch is Mo Yanxiu, a taciturn country boy she “picked up.” He may be quiet, but his fighting skills are off the charts.
“Mo Yanxiu, go chop some wood.” “Yes.”
“Mo Yanxiu, go fight.” “All right.”
“Mo Yanxiu, I’m entrusting my family’s safety to you.” “Mm.”
Until one day, enemy troops surround the city, and a silver-masked general charges through a thousand soldiers alone. His mask breaks, revealing a face she knows better than anyone.
Then, another day, the court is rocked by a sudden upheaval, and the missing young master of the Prime Minister’s residence returns in force, making a name for himself in the capital.
Chu Mingxi looks at the “country boy” on one side and the “silver-masked general” who is also the “young master of the Prime Minister’s residence” on the other, and falls into deep thought.
“So, the person I’ve been ordering around all this time… who exactly are you?”
Mo Yanxiu pins her against a corner, his breath burning hot. “Your Highness has been ordering me around for so long. It’s about time I collected a little interest.”
