Pregnancy
Moth to the Flame
Three months after marrying into the Marquis Manor, I became pregnant.
A maid brought me a bowl of medicinal soup, claiming it was a gift from the Empress Dowager to help stabilize my pregnancy.
I took the bowl but didn’t dare to drink it.
In my previous life, not long after I drank it, I fell into a coma.
When I finally woke, I was trapped in a sea of flames, and both mother and child perished.
At that moment, the maid urged me, “Please drink it quickly, Madam. Refusing a gift from the Empress Dowager is a punishable offense.”
The Lactation Specialist
I am a lactation consultant, specifically catering to wealthy socialites.
To gain my clients’ trust, I intentionally pretend to be blind.
I never expected that one day, when I arrived for a home visit, I would discover that my client had become a corpse.
And her husband was currently discussing how to dispose of her with another woman.
