[This was an accidental plot bunny. I'll write a short story to fill it in someday.]
Pan Liu'er was born poor. Her father was a penniless scholar who had failed the imperial exams time and again, and her mother had ruined her eyesight working to support the family.
Since childhood, she had helped people wash their clothes. Even when the bitter winter left her hands covered in chilblains, she never uttered a word of complaint.
She only swore silently to herself that one day she would enjoy endless wealth and glory and become the most honored woman under heaven.
She entered the palace at fourteen, and from then on remained in the emperor's favor.
At seventeen, she conspired with the Third Prince to poison the Crown Prince.
At twenty, she forged an imperial edict transferring the throne. Pan Liu'er waited joyfully, but the promised phoenix throne never came. Instead, a sword pierced straight through her heart.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the year she was seventeen.
At that moment, she was holding the cup of poisoned wine from her previous life, smiling as she asked, "Your Highness, would you care to drink this wine with me?"
The young man before her had sharp brows and bright eyes, a peerless beauty with an air of arrogance.
Facing his father's favored consort, he parted his thin lips, showing no mercy.
"I would not."
Reader's guide:
1. The female lead is pure evil, in both her past and present lives. Anyone who gets in her way, good or bad, will be killed. She has no morals whatsoever!
Theme: Power is the best nourishment for a woman
