The Imperial Concubi

Beichen Lin combed Yun An'an's hair and then led her away from the Ti Xiang Lou.,By the window of the room, Yun Anan in a fox fur cloak, hands resting on his chin, looked down at the seven black-clad men who had become corpses.,Beichen Lin gently put Yun An'an down, carefully tucking the blanket around her.。