In my past life, after marrying into the marquis's estate, I was secretly poisoned by others. Foolishly believing in my husband's deep affection, I fell ill and died, only to be abandoned in a pauper's grave. Until my death did I realize that it was the Regent who quietly collected my remains, uncovered every conspiracy, and sought justice for me. Guarding this devotion, he never married for the rest of his life, and ultimately followed me in death. Reborn in a single lifetime. Your predicament, I shall resolve; this old debt of grievances, I shall settle with my own hands.