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She was an empress who had been immersed in the inner palace for thirty years, yet she died silently in the cold palace.
When she opened her eyes again, she had become the well-regarded wife of a prominent household.
Yan Dai stared at her rival in confusion and asked little uncle: “I’m the official wife. As long as I’m still here, she’s just a concubine even if she enters the door. How dare she overstep her bounds and make trouble for me? Does she want to die?”
Huo Shaojie, deceased.
Yan Dai looked at her sister-in-law innocently: “Give birth? Since she’s a concubine, the children born to a concubine should be raised by me, the official wife. Why would I torture myself by giving birth?”
Yan Dai looked at Huo Shaoting, holding a small notebook and earnestly asking him: “Husband, how many concubines are you planning to take? Let me make some plans for you…”
Huo Shaoting: “???”
What is taking concubines when you already have a wife?
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