C217 Beloved Concubine

Concubine Lee spun in the music. In this dance, she seemed to have forgotten who she was and how familiar every movement was. Every movement she made was her own blossoming.

As she danced, she had forgotten everything, the hatred of the nation, and the death of a large family of the Tins, as if they were passing clouds, and now she was the shining star on the stage