From an old woman back to a young girl, she vowed never to marry into a marquisate

"Empress, the Imperial Concubine has just given birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and the Emperor is celebrating inside. If you go in now, you'll scare the children!"

Hum! Hum!

Tang Wanru dragged her hunched body, breathing heavily, and used her bony hands to sweep away the servants blocking the way outside Chunrui Palace, then staggered into the palace.

The Chunrui Palace is lively and festive tonight.

The lanterns were bright and colorful, and the palace maids and servants were coming and going in a constant stream.

When everyone saw an old woman who looked to be over seventy years old, with a pale face and haggard appearance rushing in, they were so frightened that they scattered in all directions!

Who is that?

Why are you wearing the Queen's clothes?

What if it's the Queen?

How could he become so old?

Tang Wanru seemed to hear nothing as she walked forward with her body hunched and trembling. She was walking as fast as she could, but the old man's legs were too weak and the sagging skin on his face was trembling, making him look more and more staggering and struggling.

Tang Wanru is sick.

She had contracted a rare disease that even the imperial physicians were helpless to treat. Her skin quickly sagged and her organs aged rapidly. In just one year, she aged forty years. She was less than thirty years old, but now she looked seventy years old.

As for the reason, the imperial physician said it might be related to the experience when she accompanied the emperor into exile in the desert.

At that time, the emperor was still the eldest son of the Marquis's Mansion. As soon as Tang Wanru married him, the entire Marquis's Mansion was convicted and exiled, and this exile lasted for eight years.

The imperial physician said that perhaps the sudden change in environment caused her illness, or perhaps she was too physically overworked or mentally exhausted during her exile.

When they were in the desert, Tang Wanru often felt unwell, but because she had to take care of her husband's entire family, she held her breath and gritted her teeth to get through all the hardships.

Later, the crown prince was killed and the court was in chaos. The seriously ill late emperor thought of the exiled prince Zhou Ziyue and adopted him as the emperor.

Less than a year after Zhou Ziyue ascended the throne, Tang Wanru fell ill.

After the emperor learned that she was ill, he sought treatment from imperial physicians many times. At the same time, he placed her in the Lianqiu Palace in a corner of the palace, and told her to stay out of the public eye and focus on recovering from her illness.

I never came to see her again for a year.

However, Tang Wanru's illness did not improve. On the contrary, the huge changes in her body made her feel difficult to accept. She felt extremely inferior and simply stayed in the house all day long.

Now she felt that her body was getting older and older, and her organs were failing severely. She vaguely felt that she would not live long. So she asked her personal maid to come to the emperor Zhou Ziyue to see her for the last time.

She wanted to die in her husband's arms!

Unexpectedly, the palace maid told her that the imperial concubine had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl! The emperor had no time to take care of her!

Royal concubine?

Where did this imperial concubine come from?

Over the past year, Tang Wanru has been concentrating on her illness and has paid no attention to what is happening outside. Only then did she find out that less than a month after she started recuperating, the emperor made an exception and welcomed a concubine into the palace.

That imperial concubine was none other than her half-sister Tang Yueer!

Tang Yueer!

Tang Wanru suddenly remembered that eight years ago, the prince originally wanted to marry Tang Yue'er, but for some reason he suddenly proposed to her and married her!

Now that he was welcoming Tang Yue'er again, she felt that things were not simple.

Tang Wanru was panting heavily, and when she reached the outside of Chunrui Palace, she could hardly stand due to her breath. She stretched out her withered and dry hands to press the door frame, and at the same time raised her cloudy eyes to look into the brightly lit palace.

The woman's shiny snowy skin immediately caught her eyes. Tang Yue'er, who had just given birth, sat on the bed in a low-cut pink dress, revealing her slender swan neck and large porcelain-white chest. Because she had just given birth, there was still sweat on her forehead, and her black hair was stuck to her face, making her look even more charming and enchanting. That was the skin of a woman who had never been exposed to the wind and sun, white and tender, so soft and shiny that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Tang Yueer did not marry Zhou Ziyue. She married the Bai family, the richest family in Jiangnan, which specialized in rouge, powder, whitening and aromatherapy. She was well-maintained. In the past two years, the Bai family suddenly fell into decline. Not long after her husband Bai Yanli died, she was taken into the palace.

Emperor Zhou Ziyue sat beside the bed, looking at her neck which was wet from giving birth, and kneaded the back of her snow-white hand with heartache: "Yuer, you've worked hard!"

Tang Yue'er smiled coquettishly and said coquettishly: "If the emperor really thinks Yue'er is suffering, then he should quickly get rid of that annoying bitch and let Yue'er become the queen!"

"Yu'er." Zhou Ziyue pressed her plump lips. "Isn't it good to be a concubine? You also know that for so many years, you are the only one in my heart. I have given all my love to you. What does it matter whether you become the queen or not?"

"Your Majesty." Tang Yue'er pouted her lips and waved her arms coquettishly.

"Yuer." Zhou Ziyue explained to her carefully, "As soon as I returned to the palace, I immediately ignored everyone's opinions and made an exception to welcome you into the palace as a concubine. Didn't that mean I missed you? You gave birth to my son and daughter in just one year. Didn't that mean I loved you? Besides, eight years ago, I secretly learned that the Marquis' Mansion was going to be convicted. In order to protect your safety, I decisively drew a line between us and married your sister instead, letting her bear the hardships that you should have borne instead of you. Didn't that mean I loved you?"

"Yuer, no matter if you are the queen or not, you must believe that you are everything to me."

Yes.

If Zhou Ziyue had not suddenly proposed to her sister Tang Wanru, she would have been the one who was exiled with him to suffer the wind and sand!

Where is her current fair, tender and soft appearance?

Thinking of Tang Wanru's dry, yellow and old face when she came back, she felt goose bumps all over her body.

"Your Majesty, I know." Tang Yue'er raised her fair little hand and lightly hit Zhou Ziyue's chest.

When Zhou Ziyue saw that pretty little face, he felt mixed emotions. If he hadn't made up his mind to marry her in the first place,

She was the one who was destroyed by the wind and sand.

A woman as soft as water.

How could he bear to let her suffer like that?

Now that all the hard work has paid off, he feels very satisfied seeing his lover being protected so perfectly by him!

It seemed like he could never love her enough. He felt like he could have five more children with her, oh no, ten!

Zhou Ziyue kneaded her tender skin and stared into her autumn-water eyes, wishing he could...

"what!"

A scream interrupted the two people's love. One of the palace maids holding the baby saw Tang Wanru standing at the door and screamed in fear, almost falling down.

"Are you looking for death? What are you shouting about?" Tang Yue'er was startled and said angrily, "If you scare the little prince, I will take your head immediately! Ah!" She turned her head and saw the withered old woman at the door.

"Your Majesty!" She subconsciously moved her body towards Zhou Ziyue's arms.

The night was pitch black and the wind was blowing outside. Tang Wanru, with his gray hair and chicken skin and a scary face, stood hunched over at the door.

His pupils were filled with shock and despair.