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.”