[Transmigration + Mystery + Power Couple] Thanks for asking. I’m in Daliang, fresh out of the bridal chamber. My name is Wen Zhao. In the modern world, I spent my days dealing with the dead. I never expected to transmigrate one day and wake up as the “murderer” of the marquis’s heir. Me: ? Heaven above, please tell right from wrong! A white silk noose is ready nearby, and the clan elders are pressing me to die. I’ve had enough. I pry open the charred corpse’s mouth and snap, “What’s the rush? It’s not your heir who’s dead!” In the dead silence, only Pei Zhi, the powerful young uncle of the household, looks at me with amusement. He rubs his jade thumb ring and strolls over. “The concubine daughter the Wen family sent as a substitute bride has a bit of a spark.”
Later, I dissect corpses and examine bones, solving one strange case after another, rising from a discarded wife on the execution ground to a favorite of the emperor. He shields me from attacks in the open and behind the scenes, but on the night I’m ready to retire after accomplishing my goals, he corners me in the morgue. Candlelight flickers as his fingertips brush my bloodstained chin, his breath scorching. “Sister-in-law, the case is closed. Don’t you think it’s time we talked about us?”
