Puppet Concubine Shang

She was originally swinging happily in the Liuyun Stream of Shu Mountain, but due to the jealousy of her fellow junior sister, she was willing to risk ten years of her life to take away her soul and exchange it. Overnight, the world, overnight, hell. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was trapped in a beast cage, being tortured day by day by the coquettish prince with a ferocious face. Her identity is concubine. But she was a royal concubine who was rumored to have died of illness. Daily bloodletting made her look increasingly pale, and the severed tendons and hamstrings in her hands made her life worse than death. Her world was instantly plunged into the endless Asura Hell. When one day a beautiful woman with the fragrance of flowers came to her and asked her if she wanted to leave the cold imperial mausoleum, she did not hesitate at all. She lowered her powerless eyes with her own desire. I thought I was finally free. But it was just the beginning of another period of humiliation. Heart, broken. Shaky. Her identity changed again. Military prostitute? She became a reward for the three armies. A broken smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, pale and cracked. So good, so good. In the main tent, his charming handsome eyes looked at her lying beside the bonfire from a distance, surrounded by soldiers. A strange light flashed across her playfully narrowed eyes. The ruthless light was stripped away. . . .