Reborn as the Demon King's Poisonous Consort

[Strong male and female leads, one-on-one romance, both are each other's first] Luo Chuyi thought that being given a second life would let her escape her fate as an assassin and steal a peaceful life for herself. Who knew it would be the beginning of an even more tangled predicament? She was merely an unwanted concubine-born daughter. Why would the prime minister go to such lengths to find her and shower her with affection? Was it a scheme, or guilt? She could only smile and watch everyone put on a dazzling show. He was the emperor's uncle, fifteenth in line, and only twenty years old. When he sat quietly, he was like a pure lotus, otherworldly but not bewitching. When he smiled faintly, he was like a warm spring day in March, with peach blossoms in full bloom. Even when he killed, he remained as calm and unruffled as a gentle breeze. This bewitching creature, who could beguile others and himself alike: could she ask a Taoist priest to use a demon-subduing pagoda to seal him away? The prime minister's residence teemed with demons, while ghosts and monsters lurked beyond its walls. So be it, then. If demons came, she would kill them. If ghosts came, she would destroy them. For herself, and for him, she would plan every move, plot and scheme, and stop at nothing. Schemes and the empire itself would be theirs to toy with, all in the palm of their hands. The lost secret realm and the vanished paradise would eventually be brought to light. Outsiders called her ruthless and vicious. She asked him, “Do you think so?” He smiled faintly, like peach blossoms in full bloom. “If you weren't ruthless to them, I'd be jealous.” Outsiders said they were an unsuitable match: she was only a concubine-born daughter, while he was a noble prince. She was a cool, aloof beauty, while he was a handsome, otherworldly immortal. She asked, “Do you feel wronged?” He answered with a beaming smile, “Chuyi and Shiwu are a perfect match!”