The Noble Daughter's Elegance: A First-Rank Concubine

In the bridal chamber beneath crimson wedding curtains, she raised her head and drank the poison he had personally brought her. They had shared a wedding cup, pledging to be of one heart, yet she never imagined it would be a cup of deadly poison. She had given her heart to the wrong man and died with bitter resentment. When her phoenix eyes opened again, she was a phoenix reborn from the flames. Brilliant and peerless, her radiance impossible to hide, there was nothing left in this world worthy of her attention. “Why did you treat me this way?” In her previous life, he had no time to explain before she died. After being reborn, she no longer believed in love. Faced with his deep devotion and tender affection, she gave a cold laugh. “Your Highness, don’t talk to me about love. It’ll cost you money and wear you down!” In her previous life, she had lived a meek and miserable existence, hiding her talents to secure a quiet corner for herself. In this life, she swore to trample everyone beneath her feet and weave a tale of glorious prosperity, accompanied by a bridal procession stretching ten miles.