The Sick and Machiavellian Crown Prince × The Crown Princess with Medical Poison Mastery
Double Life | Strong Alliance | Fateful Bond
When she was eighteen years old, her young emperor, pierced by thousands of arrows, died in her arms.
In this life, she regarded him as an enemy and hated him to the core. She tried her best to hurt him, poison him, kill loyal ministers and good generals, and seize his empire, but she also loved him to the core.
She didn't know that he was the masked boy she was looking for. She also didn't know that she was the sunshine and dew that he had been waiting for for fourteen years in the demon hell. She was the goddess who walked on the moon when he wanted to die... He hid his love in his bones and planned his escape in the dark. He was willing to be plotted by her. From the puppet prince to the puppet emperor, he was plagued by illness and pain, and every step of the way he wanted but could not get what he wanted. In the end, she realized that she had made a wedding dress for someone else, and she hated the wrong person, but she was deeply entangled in love and hate. She was willing to go to hell with him...
Once reborn, this time, there is no separation, only the dependence of life and death of "you seek the world, and I will protect your life".
"I am already a candle in the evening breeze. There is no need to stay here to guard a dying person."
"If you are the evening breeze, then I will be the setting sun, accompanying you to enjoy the dusk mist and setting clouds. If you are the broken candle, I will be the night watchman, adding new wax to your day and night."
Reborn, she is his arbor, planning to seize power, and join forces to tear up the established outcome!
Not only does she want to protect the one she loves, she also wants to open up a way forward for women all over the world!
(Rebirth to seize power, no scum, because the heroine had a brain in her previous life, she never believed in the villain, and wanted to take advantage of him, but unfortunately she was defeated in the end)
Intent: A woman practicing medicine can be a general or the backbone of the master, showing off her own style and not being restricted to a small family in the backyard; people who truly love each other run in both directions, and dodder flowers and trees can break through the sky; the truth seen on the surface may not be like this (there is a hidden thread in the novel)