After Saying Goodbye in Surprise, I Vowed to Love You for the Rest of My Life.

In my previous life, I was crazy about the prince, but he sent me to the dungeon to be crushed into ashes. After rebirth, the regent's cooperation in revenge was actually a "pig-killing game". The golden supporting role of the sixth prince led the editor to forcefully penetrate the book, and he fell one step behind in rewriting the script every time. I laughed - this time, I tore up the plot with my own hands, and everyone's life and death had to follow my script. Is it your pen that is stronger, or is it the bones I brought back from hell that are stronger?