Transmigration, a portable space, a replacement marriage, exile, a healer, a crippled general, revenge against scoundrels, mutual devotion, a comeback, spiritual fields, and face-slapping in the inner household.
Su Qingwan, a modern medical genius, opened her eyes to find herself the legitimate daughter of a marquis, abused by her stepmother and on the verge of starving to death.
Worse, her hypocritical stepsister refused to marry a cripple, so Su Qingwan was being forced to take her place and marry Xie Linyuan, the ruined war god who had fallen from the clouds into the mud!
A replacement marriage? Fine! She emptied the marquis's treasury, leaving her wicked stepmother and stepsister to cry as they starved!
On her wedding night, an imperial decree confiscated the family estate and sent the entire clan into exile. Everyone laughed, saying she was the unluckiest woman alive.
Who could have guessed that Su Qingwan possessed an incredible space, mountains of gold and silver, a spirit spring, and miraculous medicines?
The road to exile was full of deadly dangers.
With silver needles in one hand and a scalpel in the other, she dragged her dying, crippled husband back from the gates of death.
“My lady, it's cold.” The cold, restrained war god blushed as he drew her into his arms. His voice husky, he said, “Come here. Let me warm you.”
Later, he donned his armor again and ruled the land, shielding her beneath his wings and granting her a lifetime of favor and glory.
Su Qingwan: “So much for being crippled. So much for not living three days. Who's this full of life?”
Xie Linyuan: “Yours. My lady, it's late. Time to rest.”
