Stepping into the deep harem, as a man, he wanted to become a concubine. It was not his wish, but he couldn't resist.
The wheel of fortune turns, does fate really exist?
He thought that he could be as plain as water, and he could be indifferent to favors and humiliations.
He thought that he could keep the title of concubine and die alone.
He thought that his life had nothing to do with love and had no connection with love.
He thought that he could spend the remaining long days of his life calmly and calmly.
But no one can guess the direction of fate. What he thought never turned out to be what he thought...
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