The Concubineapos;s

Once again, when the apricot blossoms were in full bloom and a light rain fell, moss had covered the stone path before the platform.,It had just rained, and the corridor was still damp. Cheng'er carefully carried a bowl of osmanthus jelly towards Madam Yuan's main chamber.,"Shuo'er has turned fifteen, so it's time to arrange a personal space for her. Which one do you think would be suitable"。