The Imperial Concubi

The tattered bed curtains, the rickety doorframe, and the broken furniture all clearly showed the owner's poverty.,Da Brain was a confused Bai Ao Xue, looking at the edge of the bed, crying silently with no words to say.,While Mu Mian was away, Bai Ao Xue began to organize her jumbled thoughts. Scenes from the past flashed through her mind like a fast-forwarding film.。