The Emperor's Beloved, Black-Bellied Poisonous Consort

She stole the military tally and forced a coup, earning a reputation for treachery and filial impiety for the sake of the man she loved. In the end, she died alone in the cold palace. Reborn in the past, she wants only to start over. She will settle every old grievance and avenge every wrong, one by one. The daughter of a distinguished military family, she plots at every turn. Her former enemies all get what they deserve, yet she discovers that she has fallen in love with the man she killed in her previous life. Worse still, once everything settles down, she realizes she has walked into someone else’s trap. With nowhere left to retreat and determined not to repeat the past, she can only kill gods when she meets them and wipe out Buddhas when they cross her path. Living a second life, she will rule the land and steer its fate, turning the whole world upside down at her command. Living a second life, she will make those who once bullied and humiliated her bleed in red, and wish they were dead. But for all her careful calculations, she never counted on his loving her to the very depths of his soul, and gladly so. In a gentle spring rain among the apricot blossoms, the emperor and empress share a harmonious life. He says, “Ruling the world is nothing compared to having you.” In phoenix robes and a crown, surrounded by a bridal procession stretching ten miles, he takes up his brush, lightly touches the vermilion between her brows, and smiles. “Of the three thousand rivers, I’ll drink from only one.”