The Concubineapos;s

Cheng'er's long, black eyelashes were still wet with tears, but she smiled sweetly and curtsied before retreating.,Among several men, some vulgar words were being spoken. Cheng'er could only pretend not to hear.,I don't know what kind of medicine that was, and I started to panic. Something felt wrong. Hearing that person's nonsense, could it be that kind of drug。