Jingmo fell in love with Li Xuyan. Everyone said that Li Xuyan was the ninth prince of Da Qi, and he was extremely noble. But in Jingmo's eyes, he was just her son.
He taught her how to read music and play the harp, and how to drink tea and paint. She felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.
For five years, Jingmo thought that Li Xuyan taught her to protect her in order to marry her.
Never thought that Li Xunyan had been planning all these years just to send her to the palace and make her his brother's reincarnated concubine?
Obviously she is just Jingmo, not the reincarnation of Concubine Rou.
Li Yunian finally waited for Jingmo. From the first moment he saw her, he knew that his concubine Rou was back. Even if Jingmo was sent to the palace by his scheming brother, he didn't care at all.
Every night in the palace, the gauze was lightly rolled up, Jingmo put on her coat, and walked out of the palace with a smile, she would see a pair of dark eyes staring at her.
"Li Xuyan, do you regret it?"
Do you regret it? His intestines had long since turned green.
Intention: Maybe it was wrong from the beginning
