The Ascetic Marquis Pampers Her Every Day: Charming Bones and Fragrant Palm Medicine

Warm Ning simply went into the mountains to gather herbs when she was seized by a poisoned man, pressed down beneath him.

Xie Jinglan: Can you help me detoxify?

Warm Ning: Please don't kill me...

Xie Jinglan: Okay, the red thread stops before your life ends. As for the remaining territory, he can gallop freely...

Warm Ning sacrificed her innocence and hastily left before dawn.

The An Yuan Marquisate has been loyal and valiant for generations, with iron horses and golden spears, yet it is sparsely populated. The ancestral hall contains more cenotaphs than living people.

By this generation, only one heir remained: Xie Jinglan. Xie Jinglan had achieved great military feats by the age of twenty-one but was unexpectedly afflicted by a strange poison. Doctors declared that he might never have children.

Just as the old madam of the Marquisate was fretting, the Xie family's bloodline had already taken root and sprouted in Warm Ning's womb.

The first time Xie Jinglan saw Warm Ning in his mansion, his gaze was dark and ambiguous: He wanted to get close to her, but this woman might not be a poison expert!

Warm Ning: Please, Marquis, spare this servant. This servant has been married; I am a widow.

Who knew that the always ascetic Xie Jinglan would not only refuse to let her go but would also coerce and entice her, taking whatever he desired from her.