The Imperial Concubi

Beichen Yi reluctantly left the courtyard. Before he went, he planted another kiss on Yun An'an's lips.,Sitting beside Yun An an, Bei Chen Lin gently stroked her red hair, over and over again, so tenderly and lovingly.,Beichen Lin, whose eyes were poked, was both angry and amused. He stretched out his hand and flicked Yun An'an on the forehead, making her wince in pain.。