The Poison Doctor's Ugly Consort: Curing the Evil Prince's Arrogance

Getting married to an umbrella on her wedding day? What kind of insult is that?

She'll remember this grudge! He thinks she's ugly? Fine, she'll remember that too!

“Where are you going, my dear consort?” “None of your business!”

“My dear consort, my stomach hurts.” “Good. I hope it kills you!”

“My dear consort, I...” “Love you? As if! Get lost!”