Reborn Princess Consort: A Revenge That Turns the Tables

Reborn, I woke up to find I had become the new bride sent to bring good fortune to my sworn enemy, the regent.

As the wedding candles flickered, he lifted my veil and sneered. “You don't look very happy to be my princess consort.”

I was about to snap back when I heard him yelling in his heart: [She looks so beautiful when she glares! Hurry up and be mean to me! Be even meaner!]

Me: “...”

The next day, at a palace banquet, the Empress Dowager kindly bestowed poisoned wine on me. “If the prince dies, you can keep him company in the grave.”

The ministers all chimed in, saying it was the highest honor for a princess consort to be buried with her husband.

I held the wine cup and suddenly heard the man beside me thinking: [Poisoned wine. Perfect chance to test the antidote pills I just developed!]

The next second, he tipped back the cup and drank it for me, then promptly collapsed into my arms.

As everyone cheered for my “burial,” I slowly drew the soft sword from his waist. “Fine, but first you'll have to ask my sword if it feels like playing this little game of loyalty with you.”