The Ghost Princess's Ten Husbands

She was alluring and bewitching, able to take a life in the blink of an eye. A cold-blooded assassin, she lived for money, and her gift to the dead was a fatal poison that struck without warning. Her codename was Ghost Enchantress, named for that deadly, delicate flower. She was the most ghostly temptress of the night. She had never known defeat, and everyone called her cold-blooded and heartless. Her beauty once threw the world into chaos, yet she let her glorious life fade away for someone who wasn't worth it. The man she loved used her, laughing that she was nothing but a pawn. Flames licked the night sky, and she vanished in a blaze of blood-red fire.

Her clear eyes once again gleamed with a cold, bewitching light, but her heart had long since been sealed away in the depths. Overnight, she transmigrated into the ninth princess of Fengming, a foolish, lecherous, shameless woman. She had married five husbands, each an unparalleled beauty. Then her consort, skilled in poison and sorcery, killed her.

In this mortal world, she would turn everything upside down. The empress mother doted on her? Fine, then what did it matter if a million enemy soldiers surrendered to her? Her own elder sister plotted against her? Fine, she'd ruin her face and body until she was powerless. A lecherous noble consort wanted to kill her? Fine, she'd fill the whole city with nude portraits of the noble consorts. A mysterious sect leader wanted to destroy her? Fine, she'd slaughter everyone in his sect...

But wait, just as she was preparing to make her grand plans and expand into other kingdoms, where had this crowd of men come from, calling her