Su Qingyuan, the top modern expert in medicine and poison, opened her eyes and transformed into the cowardly and incompetent eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo.
The birth mother died tragically, the legitimate throne was taken away, the concubine sister was hypocritical, the concubine mother was vicious, even the servants dared to step on her?
Su Qingyuan sneered: I'm sorry, the grass on the graves of those who dared to offend her in the previous life would be three feet high.
With the silver needle in hand, he can use his poisonous skills at will, he can cure terminal diseases, he can fight with white lotus, and he can torture his scumbag relatives until they cry for father and mother.
He accidentally saved a powerful and cold-faced prince, and was obsessed with him ever since.
"Princess, this king is poisoned, and I need a kiss from you to heal him."
"Get lost."
"Then the princess will detoxify the king, and the king will help you torture the scum, and you will be rewarded with a kingdom, how about that?"
