The Bewitching Poisonous Consort Is Not to Be Messed With

[Pregnant and Divorced + A Desperate Quest to Win Her Back + Wielding Nature’s Power to Face-Slap and Crush the Wicked]

[On a night of raging snow and howling winds, she was personally driven from the palace by the God of War, the Third Prince. No one knew she was already carrying the royal bloodline.

When Miao Gucheng kicked open the clinic door and saw the glaring prescription for preventing miscarriage beside the medicine bowl, he finally understood that he had torn out his own heart with his bare hands.]

Cast aside by her husband, the princess sheds her finery and wields every herb with her bare hands, while a silver needle settles the fate of the world.

The entire manor waits to watch the abandoned princess fall into ruin, only to see her save people from epidemics and escape impossible traps. The maple leaves covering the mountains become blades in her hands.

The God of War, eyes bloodshot, kneels amid shattered ice: “I’ll trade my God of War bones for one last glance from my princess.”

But the phoenix-tail grass that was once crushed beneath their feet has long since been tempered by blood and tears into a cold, gleaming blade. When the child in her womb awakens to a natural spiritual vein, and the God of War’s power turns on its master, this wintry gamble of love and life will end with someone carving out their heart to atone.