I am a born stone girl. I will renew my sister's marriage and marry the cold-blooded Prince of War.
The royal heirs are withering away, and the queen's family is powerful, with a legitimate son, the eldest prince, and a legitimate grandson. The lack of an heir is his fatal weakness in the battle for the throne. In a three-year contract, I would take care of his concubines and spread the branches, and he promised me my freedom at the end of the term and that we would have nothing to do with each other.
Everyone in the palace laughed at me as a phoenix who couldn't lay eggs, and he only regarded me as a useful decoration. But I don't aspire to the honor of being strong, so I secretly open a medicine hall to treat women who are swallowed up by deep houses, and teach them to make a living on their own.
The palace banquet took a sudden turn, and the emperor's grandson's life was hanging by a thread. I took the initiative to ask Ying to save the emperor's grandson, which shocked everyone. The way he looked at me was, for the first time, tinged with burning inquiry. When poisonous wine was given, he pointed the sword at the palace for me; when conspiracies struck, he wiped out the conspiracies with blood for me. From sharing the bed with me every night, to protecting each other through life and death, this unfeeling heart finally melted for me.
At the end of the three years, when everyone thought that I would accept God's grace and continue to be a virtuous princess, I handed over the contract: "Please grant He Lishu, my medical school is still waiting to be opened."
With red eyes, he chose the craziest answer between him and me in the world. Later, the new emperor was young and the regent had all the power. His biggest hobby was to go to the south of the Yangtze River. He chased after me and asked: "Today, would you like to see me one more time?"
Purpose: Use medical skills as an edge to break the shackles of being trapped in a house. The value of women has never been defined by fertility.