The Princess Consort Loves Money, Not Men, but the Prince Keeps Fighting for Her

[Political Intrigue + Divine Physician + Household Rivalry + Sweet, Satisfying Strong Female Lead + Two Powerful Leads + Intelligent Characters]

Word has it that Yun Qingci, the eldest legitimate daughter of the Grand Tutor’s residence, is the biggest laughingstock in the capital. She weighs two hundred pounds and is as stupid as a pig. Even the Crown Prince finds her repulsive, and in front of all the officials at court, he personally tore up their marriage contract and threw it in her face.

He thinks she’s fat? Then she’ll lose weight.

He thinks she’s ugly? Then she’ll become beautiful.

He thinks she’s stupid? Sorry, she excels at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

In her left hand, she holds a gleaming scalpel. In her right, a space full of special-effect medicines.

In three months, she slims down into a graceful beauty who dazzles the capital. Her mastery of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting leaves the Grand Tutor weeping with emotion: "Is this really my inept, embarrassing daughter?"

Her scumbag father wants to sell her to gain military power? One dose of laxative makes him soil his pants in court.

Her half-sister plays the innocent to steal her engagement? Yun Qingci exposes the half-sister’s sordid affair with the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince regrets it and begs to get back together? She sneers: "You thought I was fat back then. Now I wouldn’t let you lick my boots, because your mouth is filthy!"

Her scumbag father’s concubines join forces with outsiders to target her at every turn. Everyone says she has no one to back her up.

Princess Zhaohua sneers and storms the Grand Tutor’s residence at night with a sword: "Whoever dares touch my dear little sister Qingci, I’ll dig up their ancestors’ graves!"

Su Mohe, the Demon Cult leader, crushes an enemy’s throat: "You smeared her name? I’ll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

The Shadow Pavilion’s leader drags an assassin with broken limbs out of the shadows: "Touch a single hair on her head, and I’ll make you wish you were dead."

The Third Prince lounges against the dragon throne: "You dare touch my woman? I’ll execute your entire clan."

Yun Qingci toys with her poisoned silver hairpin and smiles sweetly at her kneeling enemies: "Don’t rush. The show’s only just begun."