One moment, the scum of an ex was cutting out my heart and carving up my bones. The next, I was reborn with my maternal grandfather’s coroner’s notes, medical and poison knowledge, hidden weapons, and the forensic skills I’d honed in prison in my previous life. I turned around and married a dead man!
I thought I’d drawn the worst possible lot from the start, but with a dissection knife in hand, I tore into the vile and sent them off to the afterlife, using modern know-how to run circles around people in ancient times.
But can someone tell me why my paper-thin dead husband came back to life in the middle of the night and kissed me senseless?!
Xi Zhaoying was the capital’s most notorious unlucky heiress. In her previous life, her hypocritical ex tricked her out of a secret formula, then carved out her heart and made it into an eternal-burning lantern. Reborn, she found a severed hand, deliberately planted in her wedding sedan. With a cold laugh, she lowered the red veil, took a rooster in her arms, and married the heir of the Xie family, who had supposedly been buried long ago.
The Great Jing Dynasty was prosperous on the surface, but crawling with corruption beneath it. The powerful bought and sold official posts, while a string of bride-skinning murders threw the city into chaos.
Her vile stepmother wanted to steal her dowry. Her scummy ex waited for her to come crawling back. The whole capital hoped the evil spirit of the Xie residence would kill her. Want to see me dead? Xi Zhaoying pulled out her willow-leaf dissection knife. Her ex was pretending to be devoted? Her ability to read people and build criminal profiles would strip away his false face! An evil spirit at the door? Alum oil, phosphorus powder, and medicinal smoke, all at once. Let me show you what real, physical ghostbusting looks like! She examined bones beneath a red umbrella, pieced them together to hunt down the culprit, and as a hardcore coroner, dominated the ancient world!
The best part? She thought she’d married a memorial tablet, but on their wedding night, the life-sized paper figure, pale and terrifying, suddenly pulled her into its arms. With warm cinnabar mixed with his own blood, he wrote on her palm: “Don’t be afraid. I’m here to settle the score.” Then the paper umbrella became a blade, ghosts roamed the night, and the city’s powerful were forced by this wife-protecting madman to reveal their true colors and flee in terror!
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