Reborn as a Poisonous Consort: The Lovesick Prince Begs for Affection Night After Night

The day I opened my eyes in the coffin, I held a silver needle to the reigning regent’s throat. “Those who dig up my grave die!” Everyone says he is sinister and cruel, but they don’t know that whenever he coughs up blood night after night, he holds a poisoned dagger to my neck. “If you can’t cure me, Princess Consort, you’ll be buried with me.” I treated the twenty poisons in his meridians, and he slaughtered my enemies’ entire clan for me. Then, on the night of the palace coup, he tore my phoenix coronet and wedding robes to shreds and pinned me against the dragon throne, his eyes bloodshot. “If you want this realm, take it. But this madness of mine... only you, my Princess Consort, can cure.”