After the Prince Broke Off the Engagement, I Became His Aunt

The prince went south to quell the trouble, but when he came back, he came to me with a girl. He said: I will not marry unless she is her. I allowed her to come in and planned a good future for her. But she died on my wedding day with her child. Ten years later, the prince came to the throne and couldn't wait to feed me poisonous wine. "If it weren't for you, I would already be full of children and grandchildren." Only then did I know that he had hated me for ten years because of that woman. When I woke up again, I turned around and looked for his uncle. "I don't like other people's used things. If she likes it, give it to her." I would look at him with my own eyes. Can we have children and grandchildren and enjoy family happiness?