In my previous life, I was the legitimate daughter of the richest man in the capital, but I was poured poisoned wine by the person next to me.
After returning from rebirth, I was sitting in the family business hall, listening to the accountant's report of shocking losses.
There was a sudden commotion outside the door: "There is an assassin!"
The down-and-out scholar in his previous life fell in a pool of blood, and half of a broken dragon-patterned jade pendant fell out of his arms.
I ordered people to carry him into the inner room and bandage his wounds with my own hands.
When he woke up, his eyes were wary: "Girl, why did you save me?"
"I need an accountant." I pointed at the deficient account book and chuckled, "You seem... Very good at calculating accounts."
Later, he became the prince of the dynasty and held the power of the world.
On top of the golden palace, he held my hand and said, "Awu, this country is my betrothal, are you willing to be my queen?"
I withdrew my hand and pushed a new account book in front of him:
"First settle the medical expenses, food expenses, and interest that I advanced for you."
