
Concubine Wen Chun
About This Novel
Yao Qiniang didn't dare to think about her future life. After the old governor returned to the west, what Yao Qiniang thought about was that from now on, she would be able to live a life full of wealth and wealth. And many years later, she suddenly remembered those hazy images in her memory. "What's your name?" The handsome young man asked her. Hiding behind the flower tree, she could have refused to answer, but she accidentally spoke: "Yao Chun." She said softly. The shadows of flowers weigh heavily on the door, and the sparse curtains cover the pale moon. It's a good dusk. In the second year, I lost Dongjun for the third time and returned, intending to spend this spring. He has lived with her for twelve degrees, with spring coming and summer, autumn harvesting and winter hiding. Now, twelve degrees later, he finally has her in his arms.
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Official(1)Scraped 20d ago
It's good to read, very good to read. There are no endless house fights or palace fights. I haven't seen such a good book in a long time.
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Community(0)
Official(1)Scraped 20d ago
It's good to read, very good to read. There are no endless house fights or palace fights. I haven't seen such a good book in a long time.









