No Chasing, No Looking Back: The Legitimate Daughter Takes the City by Storm

She is the legitimate eldest daughter of the Minister of Rites, raised in the countryside. Everyone in the capital thinks she has nothing going for her but her looks. They don't know she began studying medicine at three, learned poisons at five, mastered painting by eight, and defeated the nation's greatest Go player at twelve. But she hides her talents, wanting only to stay by the side of the man she loves and help him fulfill his ambitions! Six years pass. Now twenty, she is still unmarried and still hasn't wed her childhood sweetheart. “Cui Chenzhi, this is the ninety-ninth time I've asked you to marry me. If I reach a hundred, I'm done with you!” “I know, I know! Once I pass the jinshi examination in a couple of days, I'll come ask for your hand!” The jinshi results are posted, and he finally keeps his promise. “I'll come ask for your hand tomorrow. But I've already agreed to buy Niansi's freedom, and there's still some time before our wedding, so I'll bring her into the residence first. After all, being an outside woman doesn't look good!” Bringing a concubine into the household before the principal wife has even arrived is an insult to her and her family. This time, Bai Shao'an decides to live for her own family! “Cui Chenzhi, thank you for refusing to marry me all these years. It helped me see you for who you are, so I'm not marrying you!” She turns and walks away, no longer hiding her brilliance. Before long, paintings by the immortal An Tu, musical scores by the ethereal immortal, and the revelation that the medical immortal and poison immortal are one and the same sweep through the capital. Even the Go Sage has a master! Only later do people learn that they are all the countryside-raised legitimate daughter they once looked down on! “Shao'an, I was wrong. Forgive me and let's get back together!” “Sorry, if you want to be with me, you'll have to beat my husband!” The War God Prince beside her looks icily at the hand touching the hem of her clothes. “Do you want to keep your hand or your life?”