The Empress died after five years in the palace because of obesity and chronic poisoning.
She became Dongru Country’s first virgin Empress, as well as the first to be written into history for overeating herself to death.
Look, even in death, the insults toward her did not cease.
Such an Empress didn’t even have her own grave; to avoid sharing a tomb with her after death, the Emperor actually sent her to the Empress Dowager’s mausoleum. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveI-Fire.ɴet
It was said that the Empress Dowager liked her, didn’t she? That way, she could keep her company for eternity.
Surprisingly, the Empress Dowager did not get angry over the Emperor’s decision, but instead tacitly agreed to it.
In the Spiritual Space, a plump figure slowly materialized before her eyes, cumbersome and filled with sorrow.
"I have no other request, just for you to find out why I was so fat, why I had such a good appetite to the point of losing control and shaking all over if I missed a meal, and if there’s a chance, to avoid staying in the palace, what good is it to have food and drink if you can’t see the outside world? Twenty years gone and all I remember is the word ’fat’...,"
Yuan Yuan hoped for the future with a self-mocking tone in her voice.
"Do you know? My greatest wish was to go out and see the world, but in this life, I was deemed ugly and fat and it was over... that man, I do not resent, I only resent the Empress Dowager, why didn’t she even ask me a question before she betrothed me to her son?"
Yuan Yuan’s gaze became vacant as she faded away, Tangyuan slowly regained consciousness, only to feel the pressure on her neck as she looked down at her own body, she frowned and with great effort moved in front of the bronze mirror, one glance, and she was in despair.
"Hopelessly fat indeed!"
This must be at least one hundred kilograms, right?
Compared to her in previous lives, this was unmistakably a sign of boundless horizontal growth.
Almost nightmarish was the fact that no matter how she looked, she was round and chubby—could it be because her name was Yuanyuan that the heavens turned her into a rubber barrel?
From above, she resembled a barrel, from the side, a giant Michelin tire; to have survived to twenty years old in her previous life with such a figure was, to be honest, quite remarkable.
However, there was no room for turning things around now, as she had already entered the palace, and just yesterday, it was the Emperor and Empress’ wedding night—no wonder the entire bedroom was decorated with festive red. But this swath of red, in her eyes, was filled with irony.
Feeling her head being pressed a bit painfully, she touched it with her hand and got even angrier—the headdress from the big wedding was still dangling from her head, what were those palace maids doing, letting her sleep all night, no wonder her whole body was in pain!
The original owner of the body had waited for the Emperor all night and, starving, had resorted to eating desserts, which were somewhat indigestible, leading her to want to throw up acid the next morning.
Yuan Yuan sighed, looked around for a moment, found the water, but as soon as she turned, her headdress started to move messily. She had no choice but to hold the headdress with one hand as she walked to the table, poured herself a cup of water with great difficulty, drank it, and then sat in front of the dressing mirror, struggling to remove the headdress.
After taking it off, her entire arm felt swollen and sore, and even sitting still, she felt herself panting heavily.
"Liang Tian, are you there?"
Although Tangyuan and Yuan Yuan differ by only one character, their fates really are...