Com a troca de casamento para salvar o príncipe moribundo, ela teve um parto e três tesouros e ganhou de lavada!

Great Wei Dynasty, Prince Rong’s Manor.

Yu Yuanzheng wanted to curse.

Pain—her neck hurt terribly. That was her first sensation.

She was just about to cry out when suddenly, voices drifted down from above her.

“Sister-in-law, are you sure about this? After tonight, there’s no turning back,” said a young man’s voice, tinged with excitement.

“I’m not your sister-in-law anymore, you coward. What are you afraid of? Hurry up,” a coquettish woman’s voice replied, impatient.

“In that case, I won’t hold back.”

As soon as the man finished, a low cry of pain from a woman reached Yu Yuanzheng’s ears.

At the same time, she nearly screamed herself.

She bit her lip hard, refusing to make a sound.

For not only did her neck ache, but now a sharp pain throbbed in her head.

A rush of unfamiliar memories flooded her mind.

She had, in the most absurd way, traveled through time—and landed in the body of an ancient woman with her exact name.

All she’d done was work overtime for more than twenty hours straight at the hospital, and now she was dead from exhaustion?

The original owner of this body had married today.

Her new husband, at this very moment, was upstairs consummating his marriage with her cousin, Yu Chaoyang, who had also been wed into Prince Rong’s Manor on the same day. As for Yu Yuanzheng herself, her husband had simply knocked her out and shoved her under the bed.

Her cousin was meant to marry the heir, Shangguan Ziqi, but half a year ago, after falling from a horse during the autumn h