When the glass cup smashed against the gold brick, the burning pain from the poisonous wine from my previous life still lingered on the tip of my tongue. "Your Majesty, please be careful of scratching your hand." Su Yurou handed me a handkerchief embroidered with green lotuses. There was a faint fragrance floating on the sleeves - exactly the same as the incense she burned beside my body in her previous life.
