In my previous life, my half-sister married the Fourth Prince. She fell pregnant again and again, and every child was a son.
I, the Crown Princess, struggled for three years of marriage before finally giving birth to a frail daughter.
The Crown Prince publicly called me a barren hen, humiliating him, and complained that our daughter could not inherit the throne. Right in front of me, he heartlessly smashed her to death.
Consumed by grief and fury, I died.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the princes chose their consorts.
I watched as the Crown Prince unhesitatingly pulled my half-sister, Ning Xueyao, toward him. I immediately realized he had also been reborn.
He thought he could have a son by choosing someone else, but he didn't know that the women of the Ning family were born with fertile bodies, making it easy for them to conceive and give birth.
He was the one whose essence was depleted, making it difficult for him to get a woman pregnant.
I looked up at the vigorous dragon aura surrounding the Emperor, stepped forward respectfully, and curtsied.
"Your Majesty, I have long cherished you. I beg you to accept my love!"
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