The Only Beloved Concubine of the King of Hell

Wedge In a dark room, a woman crouched, holding her hands on the wall, taking two steps forward and back, and testing forward bit by bit. It was a small room, and she walked for half an hour before she came to a window. The woman looked at the thick curtains, stretched out her hands and grasped them, then released them, grasped them again, and released them again... Over and over again, wondering what she was struggling with. "Just a little, just a little..." The woman said, stretching her hand out of the curtain. "Rong Rong, what are you doing?" A cold voice from behind made Murong tide retract her hand in fright. "Elder brother……