The Scholar I Keep Is a Max-Level Green Tea

[Clear-Eyed Scheming Noble Daughter VS Powerful, Tragic, and Unhinged Minister]

Feng Zhao spent the fortune of a merchant family paving a path to success for Lu Mingxuan, a scion of a fallen noble clan. All she got in return was a sigh before his coffin: “Though we shared a harmonious marriage for seventeen years, I still have regrets. Your half-sister is the one I truly love.”

Reborn in the year she had to make her choice, she smiled and gave the “future top scholar” everyone praised to her half-sister. Then she offered three hundred taels of silver to the poor young man boiling medicine on the steps.

Everyone said the Feng family’s legitimate daughter had backed the wrong horse. They had no idea that within a year, this youth, once as lowly as grass, would use his talent to seize the top scholar’s title. Nor did they know that beneath his coarse hemp robe, a handkerchief embroidered with the character “Zhao” had long since been soaked through with the mad, obsessive love that had spanned two lifetimes.

“Miss Feng wants to use my bones as a ladder. Then I’ll grind my spine into stepping stones to the clouds. But the love-poison brewed into this bargain: do you dare drink it?”