After Winning His Heart, the Princess Consort Died Before Leaving the World

In the eighth year of our marriage, my husband took his childhood sweetheart as a secondary consort. I had no time to be sad because I was about to die. The whole household was busy preparing for the celebration. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. My husband hadn't visited me in a long time, either. But, deep down, I was a little happy. Because I had completed my romance quest. As long as I could go home, I wouldn't die.