After Reading Minds, I Became the Cure for My Mad Royal Uncle

Jiang Zhiyu transmigrates into a book as the cannon-fodder villainess who drugs her disabled royal uncle and is beaten to death on the spot. She lands straight in hell: she is straddling the cold, sinister man, a cup of poison just an inch from his lips. His eyes blaze with murderous intent, but inside he is screaming, [If she dares kiss me, I’ll snap her neck!] Jiang Zhiyu’s hand trembles, turning the poisoned wine into a nuptial toast. “Royal Uncle, I have admired you for a long time. I’ll drink first!” To stay alive, she is forced into survival mode: kiss him, hug him, and let him carry her around. Rumor has it that the murderous Regent has been bewitched by a Jiang family girl. He even rebuilds his bones and washes the Eastern Palace in blood for her. Only Jiang Zhiyu knows how twisted the voice in this man’s heart is: [She kissed me one time less today. Is she trying to run? I should break her legs.] [Or lock her in a gilded cage where only I can look at her.] Jiang Zhiyu: “Waaah, System, come out! Can I quit being the antidote?”