Dressed as the Orphan of a General, I Became the Queen Through Autopsy

One second she was doing an autopsy in front of the autopsy table, and the next second she was transformed into the daughter of a general who was executed by everyone. Before the blood of the one hundred and twenty-three people in the house had cooled down, I took over half of the jade tablet left by my mother - it was actually the Red Feather Order that could command the five major sects in the world. Want to overturn the verdict? Can. Want the right to speak? For you. I used forensic anatomy to reconstruct Jianghu swordsmanship, used modern toxicology to challenge the Five Poison Cults, peeled off cocoons in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, and discovered that behind my father's false accusation, there was a monstrous conspiracy from twenty years ago. But how did the young prince whose head I smashed become my ally in revenge? He said he wanted to bring down the powerful officials, and I said yes. He said he wants to be the emperor, and I will accompany you. It wasn't until the wedding night when he held my hand - "I have been investigating for ten years just to protect you after the case is overturned." But my scalpel was still hanging - the "sir" who was hiding behind all the conspiracies seemed to be standing at our wedding banquet.