My Archrival and I Still Call Each Other Husband Today

She was the flamboyant, imperious Noble Consort, and she was the dignified, cold-hearted Empress. For ten years, they fought tooth and nail in the palace, only to die together on a freezing night in the Cold Palace.

When they opened their eyes again, they had returned to the year they first entered the palace. The old rivals exchanged a glance, then suddenly smiled.

This time around, Noble Consort Yan Zhuo visited Changchun Palace every day, speaking sweetly: “Sister, I heard you have a headache, so I came to tend to you.” Yu Wantang shot her a cold glance. “As long as you stop making me angry, I will naturally live to a hundred.” Yan Zhuo tugged at her sleeve and played coy. “Then I'll be good from now on. You have to live to a hundred, Sister.” Yu Wantang suddenly curved her lips into a smile, her eyes shimmering. “Will you really behave? Then call me husband.” Yan Zhuo's ears turned red, and she spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. “...Husband.”

The other women in the harem gradually realized something was off.

Weren't they supposed to be sworn enemies? Why were the lychees the Empress gave the Noble Consort the sweetest of all?

Why was the Noble Consort even fiercer when berating people on the Empress's behalf than when she cursed the Emperor?

And what's more, were they really sharing a palace now!?

#Two female leads, both reborn##Enemies to lovers##Has the Noble Consort called her husband today?, “They were evenly matched rivals, and how lucky they were to be reborn and grow old together.”

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