C185 Qing Qing

It was a cold night, and I was curled up in the corner of the woodshed.

So hungry.

It had been three days.

It was as if the people in Qin Manor had already forgotten about me.

Even Mother didn't come to see me.

Mother was afraid of Auntie. It was because of her cowardice that I was bullied time and time again.

But I am unwilling. Just because I was born as a concubine