After Her Betrothal Was Stolen, the Marquis’s Legitimate Daughter Marries the Crippled Prince

Her older cousin has been reborn too? And now she wants to steal the marriage decree that was meant for her? Mu Qinghong waved a hand. Go ahead and take it. She wanted to see whether the Second Prince could still ascend the throne without her help. Her cousin schemed to marry her off to the God of War, a prince of the commandery with crippled legs and little time left to live? Fine, she would marry him. She could wait for the prince to pass away, then shut herself away and live happily as a wealthy young widow. Wouldn't that be lovely? What? Her grandmother and uncle's family want to seize her estate and take her brother's title? That she could not tolerate! Watching one scoundrel after another rush to get what they deserved, Mu Qinghong sneered. She had given them their chance, but those fools hadn't known how to take it! In that case, they could not blame her for being ruthless and sending every last one of them to their graves! As the delicate and frail Mu Qinghong fought her way through her enemies, a pair of strong arms circled her waist. The crippled prince, who should have died young, stood tall and graceful, his eyes full of affection. “Your Highness, leave this sort of killing to me.”