Yin Suhuan, a genius in both Chinese and Western medicine, traveled through time and space to become an unfavored daughter of the emperor. Even on her wedding day, she was stopped outside the palace and deliberately made things difficult for her.

"If you want to enter the palace gate, you must cut off all contact with the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"I couldn't ask for more, but if the prince wants to marry me, he's not allowed to take concubines for life."

One person enters the house, one person gets married, and one person enters the bridal chamber. Yin Suhuan said, is there such a good thing?

Holding the medical studio, she smiled and dealt with the overstepping servant with a firm hand. And he looked at the Crown Princess coldly, as if she had become a different person.

Just days after the wedding, the entire imperial capital was abuzz with the story of the Ning Prince's frail and sickly son, unable to even consummate the bridal chamber. And yet, Yin Suhuan, the instigator, was embraced by a certain prince, who spoke coldly, "I heard the prince's consort is telling everyone I'm incompetent?"