The Little Ancestress Comes Down the Mountain to Marry in Her Place, and the Frail War God Spoils Her

My name is Su Jin. I'm a metaphysical master who can see “qi,” but everyone else thinks I'm an idiot.

I went down the mountain to take a bride's place, and married a man wrapped in black qi from head to toe.

Others: The God of War Lu Xuan is gravely ill and won't live much longer.

Me (pulling out a talisman): “You're not sick. You've been cursed. I'll suppress it for you.”

Lu Xuan (coldly): ... (But his health really did improve.)

At a palace banquet, I saw the jade scepter the emperor had bestowed on me crying.

Others: Such a great honor! Hurry and thank His Majesty!

Me (shaking my head): “It hurts. It doesn't want to come home with us, and it looks like a bone.”

Lu Xuan (kneeling to shield me): “My wife is foolish. I beg Your Majesty to forgive her.”

Later, the entire capital wanted to kill me, the “witch.”

But Lu Xuan brought out his strongest hidden forces and shielded me, his eyes bloodshot.

“Whoever dares touch her, I'll wipe out their entire family.”

(Wait, husband, you're a materialist God of War. How come you believe in metaphysics even more than I do?!)