The Sweet Fragrance of Lotus, the Farmer’s Daughter

When Tian Hehua woke up, she'd become a little widow, branded a jinx who had killed her husband. They blamed her for every misfortune!

If you dare scheme against me, I'll ruin your romance.

“Doctor Ye, my head hurts! My hand hurts, my stomach hurts...”

Who knew she'd take the game too far and fall for him herself?

Just as she was about to make a clean getaway, he came looking for her. “Doctor Ye, I'm not sick today!”

“You're not sick, but I am!”

“If you're sick, why come to me?”

“I've got lovesickness, and you're my cure!”