Noble Lady Doctor

Qi Yue stumbled into an unfamiliar era.

Her hair was styled like a married woman's, but there was no sign of her husband.

Alone in a separate courtyard, with a cold stove, cold meals, and cold stares.

What kind of joke was this?

If I am the principal wife of this household,

then what I say goes.

Good food, good drink, and a good place to live. Let's all mind our own business.

You want to keep fighting me? Go on, keep fighting me.

I'm a master surgeon. I'll scare you all to death!