The Imperial Concubi

Yesterday, under the guise of admiring flowers, I pushed the naive Bai Aoxue into the pond. The water-fearing Bai Aoxue was rescued, but she only had one breath left.,A pair of eyes no longer bore the timidity and shyness of yesteryear, but rather radiated ruthlessness and spirit.,The original tranquil courtyard was disrupted by the tragic cries of the cotton tree, Bai Aoxue slightly frowned.。