After I Was Reborn, I Fed His Majesty Poisoned Wine

In my previous life, I was a favored consort for three reigns, yet I died at the hands of the emperor I loved most. He personally handed me a cup of poisoned wine, smiling just as he had when he once did my makeup.

Reborn on the day of the selection, while everyone else competes to show off their beauty, I kneel before the emperor: "Your subject knows a little about poisons. I wish to enter the Imperial Pharmacy and serve as a medical attendant."

The whole palace laughs at me. Why become a servant when I could be a consort?

They don't know that so many people in this palace want to kill the emperor, and I am the only one who can cure him of poison.

The emperor thinks I am his savior. The empress dowager thinks I am her murder weapon.

Until I pick up the cup of doctored tea and walk toward the emperor with a smile...

"Your Majesty, I'll drink to you first. If you want to live, let's share the cup."

In this life, I won't be a favored consort.

I will be the blade hanging over his head, making him unable to live without my medicine by day and unable to sleep peacefully at night.

The life he owes me, I will make him repay in full, with interest, one debt at a time.