My Concubine is as Pale as a Chrysanthemum
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The prince fell in love with his concubine, who was as pale as a chrysanthemum. On her birthday, she spent a lot of money to build the most luxurious boat in the capital. The concubine accused him of extravagance and waste. The prince became angry with shame. After opening my eyes and being reborn, I immediately stepped forward: "Since my sister doesn't care about it, please give it to me!" The concubine's face suddenly changed at my words. Later, when Yongzhou was flooded, she encouraged everyone to provide relief, but she did not donate even a cent. I immediately ordered people to empty her private treasury and stopped her monthly payment. This time, my concubine no longer pretended to be aloof and started brawling with me in public.
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