Summary
The new Noble Lady who had just entered the palace shared my given name.
Our eyes met, and the air turned awkward.
In the tense silence, Shen Zhang said mildly, “Jingwan sounds better.”
“It rolls off my tongue more easily too.”
He looked at me.
“The name Yuwan is rather common.”
“You should change it.”
In my previous life, I had refused to yield.
How could the mother of the nation change her name for the sake of a mere Noble Lady?
Only after I made a tremendous scene did the matter end.
Shen Zhang disliked how I challenged him at every turn.
We remained locked in a cold war for years.
Years later, he made Song Jingwan a Noble Consort.
With a mocking expression, he told me, “After all our years as husband and wife, I never wanted it to come to this.”
“Unfortunately, you never learned when to give way.”
The inner palace was a lonely place.
I suffered there without end.
Then I was given another life.
I smiled sweetly.
“I have wanted a new given name for ages.”
“Your Majesty, hurry and help me think of one.”
“What should I change it to?”

