On my wedding night, my husband was drunk and hugged me and said, "I just want you to be happy. I just want you to be happy." Yanyan, I love you. I will let you marry whomever you want, okay? The smile at the corner of my mouth froze instantly, Yanyan, that was his sister-in-law's name. Three years have passed since the wedding night. During this period, Ji Xing and I hated each other. I salivated over his coveted sister-in-law, but he was angry that I poisoned him with wine in vain. But he deserves to die. It's a pity that he couldn't drink the poisonous wine. That night, he heard the maid say that the eldest son had asked for water in the room and dropped the wine glass in his hand. The poisonous wine flowed everywhere and sizzled. Before he could react, I pulled out the dagger and stabbed him in the waist and abdomen.
