The mighty female chief councilor saw her reputation ruined overnight and died a tragic death at home for love.
Only after she died did she realize that every step had been carefully planned by the man who kept claiming he loved her. Before her bones had even grown cold, the scumbag was marrying the Grand Tutor's daughter in a lavish wedding.
Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes again, she had returned to five years earlier.
She had also gained the ability to read minds.
Otherwise, she might never have learned before her death that her icy rival was always thinking, "She smells so good. I want to hold her," and, "When can I marry her and bring her home?"
Well, why wait? She chose to cling to her rival and bask in his doting affection. Let that scumbag and his scheming little white lotus go to hell!
