Soul Transmigration Tang Meng: the Heavenly Chosen Worker Concubine

The clouds think of the flowers, the flowers think of the appearance, and the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick. If it weren't for the three heads of jade, they would meet under the moon on Yaotai. The world is like a reincarnation. No matter when a woman longs for freedom and love in her life, she is a working soul. Working is a personal master. Work occupies you, a world, and there is always only you, the one you love.