The Crown Prince Struggles to Have Heirs, but I'm Born to Conceive

I was once a lowly palace maid in the Eastern Palace, a girl whose life was worth less than grass. One careless mistake nearly sent me to my grave.

But by a twist of fate, I caught the Crown Prince's eye and became the only one to enjoy his favor.

The women in the inner palace saw me as a thorn in their side, and even the Crown Princess-to-be came to make things difficult for me herself.

But here's the thing: my status may be low, but my womb is certainly up to the task.

Even the eminent monks at the National Temple once predicted that the Crown Prince would have trouble fathering children, but I happen to be blessed with a miraculous talent for getting pregnant.

Is one enough? If not, I'll have another!