She was the third young lady of the Marquis’s household: spoiled, willful, domineering, ruthless, and so infamous that everyone avoided her. Today, she finally got what was coming to her and was sent flying into the moat with a single palm strike.
She was Shangguan Jiao, a master of both medicine and poison. She had inherited her father’s business and made her name throughout H City, only to be betrayed by the person she trusted most. Her soul transmigrated into the body of this ancient-era namesake, a useless legitimate daughter.
Mockery, poisoning, framing, assassination, and stealing husbands...
Faced with one scheme after another, Shangguan Jiao smiled sweetly. “I’ve just concocted a new poison made from honey, rock sugar, bird’s nest, and Tianshan snow lotus. It doesn’t need refrigeration and has no preservatives. Apart from being extremely poisonous, it’s sweet and delicious too...”
Uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters, are you ready to try it?
[Romantic Scene]
Beneath the watery moonlight, a devastatingly handsome man clung to Shangguan Jiao’s back like a tail.
“Jiao’er, if you marry me, I’ll spoil you rotten. Do you believe me?”
“No!” she replied without hesitation.
“Then marry me and see for yourself.”
“No!” She rejected him flatly.
The prince looked wounded, like an abandoned bride, and gazed at her resentfully. “Jiao’er, you’re so heartless! You’ve seen every inch of me, and you even forced me to share your bed. How can you refuse to take responsibility?”
The woman was struck as if by lightning and nearly fainted. That was sharing a bed? What kind of sharing a bed was that?!
Everyone: “...”
[Your Highness, what happened to being cold and cruel? What happened to avoiding women? What happened to your cleanliness obsession?]