I am a queen, but I am the most disliked woman in this harem.
In the three years since our wedding, the emperor has never stepped foot into my palace. Instead, he stayed at the imperial concubine's bed every night.
Everyone in the harem laughed at my empty reputation, and even the maids dared to deduct money from me.
Until the day when the enemy army broke through the city, the imperial concubine inserted the dagger into the emperor's chest with her own hands.
I carried the ancestral spear into the siege and carried him out of the city covered in blood.
When he was dying, he asked me why I saved him. I replied: "After all, we are just a husband and wife."
When I open my eyes again, I go back to when I was sixteen years old before the draft.
In this life, I made up my mind to marry an ordinary family, but suddenly I met the young emperor at a palace banquet.
His eyes were red and he grabbed my wrist, his voice trembling: "Are you back too?"
