On Our Wedding Night, I Poked My Plant-Based Husband Awake

Su Xingmang, heir to the Xuan Medical Sect, was blind in her past life but clear-sighted in her heart. In a single moment, she transmigrates into a book and becomes the real daughter who was switched at birth.

The fake heiress, Su Wanwan, refuses to spend her life as a widow, and in the dead of night stuffs her into the wedding carriage meant to bring good fortune to the richest man alive, Fu Hanzhou.

On their wedding night, she faces her handsome but lifeless husband, a man in a vegetative state.

Feeling his firm abs, Su Xingmang pulls out thirteen silver needles. “He's as good as dead anyway. He won't mind if I borrow a little yang energy, right?”

Who could have guessed that one jab would make the notorious living King of Hell, rumored not to survive the night, suddenly open his bloodthirsty eyes and clamp a hand around her throat?

Cool under pressure, Su Xingmang uses a gold needle to strike an acupuncture point and free herself.

By day, she makes a fortune taking jobs on the dark web with her elite hacking skills. By night, she uses traditional Chinese massage to soothe the volatile King of Hell.

The fake heiress and her terrible biological parents settle in with snacks, waiting to watch her become a widow and get thrown out.

Instead, they learn that Fu Hanzhou has made a dramatic return and is spoiling her rotten.

But why is the dignified, aloof head of the Fu family, who sits in a wheelchair by day,

a ravenous wolf by night? Weren't you supposed to be disabled?

Fu Hanzhou gives a cold laugh and corners her against the wall. “Madam, to cure an illness, you have to get to the root of it. Let's continue your rehabilitation tonight...”