The Imperial Concubi

The tattered bed curtains, the rickety doorframe, and the broken furniture all clearly showed the owner's poverty.,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.,A pair of eyes no longer bore the timidity and shyness of yesteryear, but rather radiated ruthlessness and spirit.。