In my previous life, when my sister and I were buying husbands, I bought the regent who was seriously injured and was living here. In order to repay his kindness, he took me back to his house and gave me the status of his concubine. And I became pregnant only a month after entering the house and gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. The regent was overjoyed and made me his royal concubine, enjoying all the respect. And the reckless man whom her sister spent a lot of money to buy was involved in everything from food, drink, prostitution and gambling, and would even beat her when he was drunk. She couldn't bear the humiliation and was in a trance all day long. But he saw that I was living a prosperous life and had a twisted mentality. He stabbed me through the heart in the street. After a new life, I returned to the days when I bought refugees in the village. I laughed when I saw my sister squeezing her brains out to buy the Regent. She only saw the bright side of me. But she didn't know how much I paid to successfully give birth to twins. This time, it's her turn.
