Miracle Doctor and Poisonous Concubine: the Tyrant Kneels Down and Begs Me for Help

On the day I died in the Amber Palace, the tyrant Dai was drinking the seventh cup of my blood. Reborn on the eve of my arrest, I took the initiative to knock on the door of the General's Mansion: "Debi, take me into the palace." He was shocked: "That's a cage!" I caressed my lower abdomen - there was once a child there who was aborted by the medicine given by Dai himself. "No," I smiled, "that's his grave."