The Split-Personality Foolish Prince's Stand-In Bride: The Sickly Princess Goes on a Rampage

[Secret identity + marriage before love + dual personality + punishing scum + feel-good story + devoted couple]

[Fake sickly beauty vs. silly prince with a split personality]

After meeting her death, gold-medal assassin Jiang Shuran opened her eyes to find herself the frail eldest daughter of the Prime Minister’s household, someone everyone could bully.

Her father didn’t care for her, her mother showed her no love, her younger sister tormented her, her younger brother beat and berated her, and her stepmother saw her as a thorn in her side.

Worse still, an imperial decree ordered her to marry in her sister’s place: the silly prince everyone bullied.

A sickly girl paired with a fool, the whole capital was waiting to laugh at them.

But before long, she lowered her eyes and coughed softly:

Her scumbag father lost his official hat! Her own mother went mad! Her wicked sister was disfigured! Her stepmother died in a dry well! Her rotten younger brother was left unable to have children!

The powerful nobles who had once bullied the silly prince fell to their knees and wailed!

Even the emperor began to suspect: was this delicate beauty who seemed ready to collapse at the slightest breeze truly ill, or was she a ferocious beast that had been lying in wait for years?

In a corner no one knew about, one hand wielded silver needles to kill, while the other used medicine to save lives. The more she coughed, the more ruthless she became.

No one knew, either, that the silly prince who cuddled up to her and called her “wife” had another person living inside him.

One moment, he wrapped his arms around her waist and cooed, “My wife is the best in the world. I love her most!”

The next, his eyes turned icy as he gripped her chin. “Whose side are you really on?”

She thought his illness simply came and went.

Until, one day, he pinned her in a corner, his voice bitter and hoarse beyond recognition:

“The illusion created by the Gu, the one you carefully cherished and who depended on you with all his heart, was me.”

“The one covered in bloodshed, calculating every step, and loving you to the depths of my soul was also me.”

“Wife, which one of me do you love?”