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If one day my youth is gone, will I be like the red apricots in late spring, withering, falling into the soil, and finally disappearing here... Lin Anxia had never thought about time travel, but it really happened... ? Marrying into the Ding'an Marquis Mansion and getting involved in disputes over the back house, everything was not what she wanted. Spring is a beautiful season, and the apricots on the branches are lovely. Xia Lei's raindrops are pattering, blowing quietly with the wind. If it were not bright red in color, it would be lost in the mud. So what if she is a concubine? It won't be too late when she makes a comeback!