Reborn After Being Skinned Alive, I Made Sure the Scumbag Could Never Have Children

[Reborn + mastery of both medicine and poison + mutual devotion + possessive male lead]

In her previous life, she devoted her entire family's strength to raising a scoundrel, destined to be quartered by chariot after the autumn harvest, to the throne of the Heavenly Sovereign.

She thought she was about to rule the world as empress, but the scoundrel and her dear friend betrayed her together.

Her entire clan was exterminated, and the smooth, delicate skin she had once been so proud of was stripped from her body and made into a human-skin painting.

Heaven took pity on her, and she was reborn with a burning hatred.

The scoundrel ruined her family?

Fine. This time, she'll make sure he has no heirs and his family line ends with him.

Her dear friend resented her for stealing her man and wanted to make a painting from her skin?

Fine. This time, she'll lock her away in a pleasure house forever and give her more men than she can count.

The God of War, who died for her in her previous life, asks, “What about me?”

Looking at the man in the wheelchair, she falls into thought, then finally says, “Then I'll repay you every night!”