"Miss Xie Mu, this gift will be accepted by our palace!" I greeted her with a smile. Looking at her, I felt a little chilly in the cold light of Mu Ziling. Compared with concubine Rou, the gloomy appearance of Mu Ziling, who seems to be weak in front of me, makes my heart tremble. The jealousy in her eyes tells me that she hates -

"I hope the imperial concubine will be able to guard the clouds and see the moon, and to be loved by the third prince." There was a sneer in the words. -

"Miss Mu has a heart." this woman clearly came here to find...