Patiently wait for her to strike back!

Liu Lian was woken up by the sound of crying. She tried to sit up but clutched her head in pain. Why was she having a headache? How was she even alive!? She had clearly been hit by a car just moments ago; had she miraculously survived the ordeal?

Looking around, she found herself in a traditional Chinese room.

"Miss! You're alive!?" A young girl kneeling on the floor said, wiping her tears.

Her name was... "Ahh!" Liu Lian exclaimed as a flood of memories surged into her head. She had indeed died. She was no longer herself; she was now the good-for-nothing first miss of the prime minister. An idiotic and cowardly girl who had been bullied to her death.

"Miss, are you okay!? Please rest while I go get some food for you!" Liu Lian nodded. This little girl serving her was Mei Li, her personal maid, who had been by her side for a long time.

Liu Lian frowned as she sifted through the memories of her new body. Some things never changed—she had been motherless in her old life, and she was still motherless now.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden banging on the door.

Liu Lian winced and stood up carefully. Her legs were weak and skinny, her skin extremely pale and unhealthy. Her eyes were hazy, and she had difficulty breathing. Even if she weren't the owner of this body, she could tell she had been poisoned.

Her father had been a doctor in her past life, and she had studied a few books on poisons. Who would've thought it would come in handy after she died?

This poisoning wasn't a one-day thing; it had been going on for years. But fortunately for her, it wasn't a rare poison. Any doctor would be able to recognize that it was rose-lily poison.

It wasn't really a poison but a toxin created from mixing rose tea with lily tea. The buildup weakened her immune system, making her susceptible to other diseases.

Good! They had killed her, and now they should patiently wait for her to strike back!

First, she had to get her body back in shape. She definitely couldn't seek revenge in her current condition.

There was another loud knock on the door.

"Mei Li! Come and collect food for your mistress!" Liu Lian quickly went and opened the door.

She saw a familiar face—one of her sister's closest maids carrying a tray with rose-lily tea. Liu Lian's eyes became unbelievably cold, but unfortunately for the maid, she didn't notice. Her name was Lu Li, loyal to the second miss, Liu Lian's enemy.

"First miss is awake? Good! My miss sent me to bring this tea."

Liu Lian sneered. A maid dared to look her in the eyes and talk to her in such a way without even bowing to greet her. And to make matters worse, she had knocked on her door and shouted at her maid like she owned the place!

"First miss, are you finally deaf? Didn't you hear me say that the second miss sent me to—"

"Pa! Pa!"

Before she could finish, Liu Lian landed two firm slaps on her cheeks. The maid's eyes widened as she dropped the tray she was holding to place a hand where she had been slapped.

"First miss, I knew that you didn't like my mistress, but to vent your anger on me is—"

"Pa! Pa!"

Again, Liu Lian slapped the maid twice, forcefully shutting her up. "How dare you drop that tray of hot tea on the floor! My sister sent it to me! You ignorant maid dared to throw it away at my feet! Are you trying to harm the good relationship between sisters!? Our Liu Manor has no place for a servant like you! I'll ask Father to remove you!"

Suddenly, fear overcame the once-arrogant maid as she quickly fell to her knees, hitting her head on the floor repeatedly. Who knew what had come over the first miss today? She was usually so timid and useless!

"I was wrong! First miss, please forgive me!" Liu Lian smirked.

"Scram!" The maid immediately picked up the tray and broken pieces and left the courtyard.

Liu Lian made her way to her bed. She needed to sleep before her sister came to disturb her and cause trouble. As she was about to lie down, she let out a painful cough, reminded that she was still poisoned.

Making her way to a drawer, she found a pack of sewing needles. They were inadequate, but they would have to do for now.

She began placing the needles in various acupuncture points on her body to draw the poison out. She had only done it once before as practice, but it was now or never.