The Imperial Concubi

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.,I was originally looking forward to seeing my father, but even today, I haven't seen the so-called Prime Minister father.。