She was once the only wood type ability user in the world. She had space in her body, but she died in an accident at the hands of the Zombie King. She once more opened her eyes. She had become the Prime Minister's daughter of the Grand Xia Dynasty. However, the seemingly noble her was a piece of trash that one could bully. His mother was killed, his fiance was taken, and he even had to face the despair of being swept out of the house. How could she just sit on the wall and watch the 'revenge comes' she'd always followed? If her fiance was too trash, she would change him to a better one. If he tainted her innocence, she would destroy it. If he harmed her mother, she would wipe out her entire family! "Just as she was about to make it, a man stepped forward and pressed her down." My wife, now that the mundane business is over, can we proceed with our plan to build a man?

The Concubine Is A Master Of Poison

Bamboo pointed to a small door that only one person could pass through, and lightly said.

Zheng Jiajia stared at the corner of the gate, and anger rose.

Jiaomen were small, but for guests to walk on, the quality of the doors and panels would usually not be too bad. Sometimes, there would even be a small hanging flower gate with a small shadow wall outside.

But now, at this small corner in front of her, she could truly feel Mo Xiyan's malice.

That's right, Zheng Jiajia had originally thought that the so called Jiaomen was actually one of those side doors in her residence.

Thus, even though he felt that he had lost his identity, he still chose to follow along.

However, what she did not expect was that the corner doors were actually for servants to pass through.

Despair