When forensic doctor Chu Wanning opened his eyes, he became a waste queen who had just been drunk with poisonous wine.
Some people asked her to "murder the emperor's heir", some put musk on her body, and some brought poison and said it was "a tonic given by the emperor." Everyone is waiting for her to die, and no one cares about the truth - because Chu Wanning was once a soft persimmon who could be slaughtered.
It's a pity that they don't know that this body has been replaced by a soul that has personally dissected thousands of corpses.
When the eunuch who delivered the medicine brought the poison bowl again, Chu Wanning pinched his chin and poured the bowl of poison back into his mouth.
"This medicine tastes weird," she wiped her hands and looked at the twitching corpse on the ground calmly, "Why don't you try it for me first."
The mouth of a knife is more ruthless than the scalpel. In this life, she will cut through everyone's disguise and let those who have harmed her kneel down to swallow the truth one by one.
