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.,Upon gently rolling up her sleeve, a shocking sight appeared on Bai Ao Xue’s snow-white arm: crisscrossing scars that seemed to tell a tale of pain. Each one was a gift from her half-sister, Bai Su Xue.。