The Sickly Sweet Favorite: The Dark and Clever Legitimate Daughter

In her previous life, she was Su Wen, a renowned healer of the martial world, clever and beautiful, gentle and kind. She could diagnose diseases of the organs and ailments of the marrow, yet she could not see the dangers in people’s hearts or the evil behind their faces. The man she thought would be her lifelong companion deceived and exploited her at every turn, framed her for a grave crime, and ultimately handed her over to the noblewoman he was about to marry. He said, “How could I possibly marry some country girl? I’ll leave her to you. Do whatever you like with her. Happy now?” The noblewoman smiled coquettishly. “I hear the immortal doctor can bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bare bones. I wonder if she can restore flesh to her own bones?” Imprisoned in a black dungeon for three years, she endured every torment and died without a whole body. With her dying breath, she offered her blood to Heaven and Earth: If Heaven has a way and the gods have eyes, let my soul remain in this world. Whether I live as a human or a ghost, become a demon or a fiend, I swear I will have my revenge! When she opened her eyes again, she had become Ning Fei, the newly twelve-year-old Sixth Miss of the Duke of Anguo’s residence. The Ning family’s Sixth Miss was sweet and adorable, pure and innocent, carefree and cheerful, and loved to smile and act cute. Smiling brightly, she watched each of her enemies tumble into hell, writhing and weeping amid mountains of blades and seas of fire, their cries of anguish ringing out. Smiling brightly, she stepped over mountains of corpses and heaps of bones, climbing ever higher. The tender heart she once had was forged into blades and spears that cut through every obstacle. The miraculous hands that once healed now toyed with people’s hearts, schemes, and intrigues. With a turn of her hand, she could summon clouds; with another, bring down rain. The Seventh Imperial Grandson of the Great Yuan Dynasty was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating all who saw him. Unfortunately, there was just one thing… his mind wasn’t quite right. Hearing that Sixth Miss Ning was a master physician, he showed up seeking treatment, carrying a pile of severed heads as a thank-you gift. Ning Fei smiled apologetically. “I can’t cure mental illness.” The stunningly beautiful madman pressed close to her. “The illness I need treated is another kind. It’s sunk into my bones, incurable by any medicine, and you’re the only one who can save me.” Only after treating him did she learn that beneath his capricious, outrageous ways lay the hardest thing of all to understand: love. Her being reborn was not because of Heaven or the gods, but because of… him. [A doting, one-on-one romance. The heroine is adorable on the outside and sharp-witted beneath, while the hero is an obsessive, twisted madman. Both are strong, and both are pure in body and heart.]