A Reborn Concubine’s Marriage Scheme

She was poisoned and left to die in a water dungeon, her heart filled with resentment and hatred. When she opened her eyes again, everything had started over. She swore before the Buddha that in this life she would destroy her enemies and eliminate the wicked. Her fate was hers to control, not Heaven's. He was delicate and frail, brilliant and peerless, a master strategist who never made a miscalculation. Only she, as elusive as clouds and mist, remained impossible for him to read. Ten miles of red bridal finery, a candlelit bridal chamber, and a shared cup of wine. Amusement glimmered in his eyes. “My princess, it has been a long time.” She leaned against him and murmured softly, “Shall I help Your Highness retire for the night?” When a male schemer meets a female schemer, this battle of wits is an even match.