A Consort's Busy Life in the Mortal Realm

I was a poor girl who opened my eyes to find I’d lost my memory, and before I knew it, I’d been sent to the bed of the Ghost-Faced Prince. With the ruthless resolve that if I consummated the marriage, I’d be ready to become a widow, I quietly hid an iron hammer beneath the mandarin-duck pillow. On our wedding night, we gazed at each other. The prince I’d assumed was hideous turned out to be the perfect groom fate had chosen for me. Unfortunately, life was peaceful for only a few days. My imperial father-in-law wanted immortality, while my mother-in-law wanted to honor outsiders at her family’s expense. With danger closing in, every step was carefully planned, yet traps were everywhere. Everyone seemed to be playing their part, all intent on pushing me toward the thousand-year-old abyss, Moyuan...