After Changing the Script, the Lovesick Prince Dotes on Me Like His Life Depends on It

A layer of undissolved white powder lay at the bottom of the medicine bowl.

It was arsenic.

Shen Yuyan had only just transmigrated when she found herself standing by the bed of her sickly husband, holding a bowl of poison she'd brought him herself!

She knew what would happen next: Xiao Muhan would drink the medicine, cough up blood, and fall unconscious for three days. When he woke, he would turn completely evil, return to the capital three years later, and the first person he'd kill would be her.

What she didn't know was that the man in bed wasn't asleep at all.

Not only did he know the medicine was poisoned, he could also hear her thoughts.

When she said coldly, "The medicine's gone cold. I poured it out," while desperately trying to figure out how to save him and leave evidence behind, Xiao Muhan began to doubt his malicious wife for the first time.

The medicine vanished into thin air, a spirit spring suddenly appeared, the maid sent by his concubine hurried to silence her, and her half-sister's System issued a new mission: ruin her reputation tonight!

With everyone watching her, Shen Yuyan had to protect her husband, expose the plot, and keep anyone from discovering that she was no longer the original owner of this body.

But the more careful she was, the faster the plot veered off course.

Why was the man who was supposed to die looking at her with increasingly dangerous eyes?

And how long could she keep the secret hidden in her pocket dimension?