Feel-good revenge, face-slapping, political intrigue, and battles of wits.
[May all the readers of this book, our dear Zhu readers, enjoy good fortune from every direction and never have to worry about making money again. May your steady income be secure, your unexpected windfalls plentiful, and your paths to prosperity open in every direction. May your business flourish across the land and your wealth flow like rivers. May good luck always be with you, and may your life be full of happiness.]
After transmigrating into a book and returning, all I wanted was to lie flat, live quietly, and avoid the tragic fate I'd had in the original story.
But my imperial uncle, the emperor, had hidden schemes; my own maternal grandmother raised venomous bugs to take my life; a fake crown prince framed me with false virtue; and the noble families closed in on me at every turn.
So I tore up the rules and crashed headfirst into the game like a madwoman.
Xiao Wuwang, the fearsome regent, was ravaged by bone-deep cold poison and merciless in his killings, yet he fell for me at first sight alone, his obsession sinking to the bone.
We struggled together in the imperial prison, faced death on a cliff, and shared a life bound by venomous poison. He willingly destroyed his own foundation and took the deadly poison upon himself, using the vast empire as a shield to let me live as recklessly as I pleased.
We began as pawns using each other, but our bond became a shared madness and the one salvation we could count on, even unto death.
