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

[Power Struggles + Divine Physician + Household Intrigue + Sweet, Satisfying Female-Led Romance + Two Strong Leads + Smart Characters]

Word has it that Yun Qingci, the eldest legitimate daughter of the Grand Tutor's residence, is the biggest laughingstock in the capital: weighing two hundred pounds, as stupid as a pig, and so filthy that even the Crown Prince can't stand her. In front of the entire court, he tore up their marriage contract and slapped it across 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? Please, she excels at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

In her left hand, she holds a gleaming scalpel. In her right, she has a space stocked with potent medicines.

After three months of dieting, she is slender and ethereal, stunning the entire capital. Her mastery of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting leaves the Grand Tutor in tears. "Can this really be my useless, stupid daughter?"

Her scumbag father wants to sell her off in exchange for military power? One dose of laxative has him shitting his pants in court.

Her half-sister puts on a virtuous act to steal her betrothal? She exposes the girl'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, and now even your groveling makes my mouth feel dirty!"

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, draws her sword, and storms into the Grand Tutor's residence in the dead of night. "Who dares lay a hand on my little sister Qingci? I'll dig up their ancestors' graves!"

Su Mohe, the leader of the Demon Cult, crushes an enemy's throat. "You dare smear her name? I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

The Pavilion Master of the Shadow Pavilion drags an assassin with severed limbs out of the shadows. "Touch a single hair on her head, and I'll make you wish you were dead."

The Third Prince leans against the dragon throne. "You dare touch someone of mine? Wipe out his entire clan."

Yun Qingci toys with a poison-coated silver hairpin and smiles sweetly at her kneeling enemies. "Don't rush. The fun has only just begun."