My Husband Is a Divine Trickster

Zhushazhu and her mother were driven out and exiled by her scumbag father when she was little. Her mother died of illness, and Zhushazhu herself was plagued by serious diseases before dying a miserable death.

When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was bright and clear. What did a serious illness matter? What did a life of hardship matter? She had peerless medical skills: she could cure illnesses, earn money, and deal with scumbags with a skillful hand that could turn the tide.

What? The court was unstable, and because of her auspicious fate, she had to be brought back and married to a prince’s heir so she could live a good life.

You believe in free gifts falling from the sky? She certainly didn’t.

What? She had to marry him, or people would die.

Were you all blind? She was ugly, a hideous woman. Could an ugly woman really have a springtime of her own?

That’s right. Even an ugly woman can have her springtime.

When the prince’s heir finally revealed her ugly face, her talents dazzled the capital, leaving the whole realm in an uproar.

A man who was all about looks immediately came to propose. “Zhuzhu, marry me. I’m handsome, powerful, wealthy, and still unmarried...”

Before he could finish, a man suddenly appeared from the side and dropped him with a single punch. He blew on his fist. “You think you can go after my woman with skills like that? You’re asking for trouble.”

Everyone stared in astonishment at the man who looked down on the world. “What does the heir mean by this?”

The man replied, “What do I mean? Remember this, all of you. If anyone ever dares to bully her, humiliate her, or scheme against her, I’ll destroy him, wipe him out, and castrate him alive!”