The Wicked Supporting Lady

My elder brother and husband had never truly loved me.

When we were young, I had relentlessly pursued the woman they both cherished.

So, on the day I was to be crowned empress, they plunged a sword into my belly and shoved me off the platform of the Golden Throne Hall.

In the end, I died horribly, becoming the most laughable empress of all.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to five years earlier.

Their beloved was once again weeping pitifully, begging me to show mercy.

I kicked her square in the backside and watched her tumble helplessly into the pond.

I gave her a cold look.

“Relentlessly pursuing her? Then I’ll really give them what they want, those unreasonable lackeys.”