The Concubineapos;s

Xia Zi'an was furious. Murong Qiao merely sneered and kicked him with a disdainful look: "You dare to have feelings for this palace Ugh, trash like you is only worthy of being my concubine if you were willing to serve me!",Zi An inhaled coldly, his gaze fixed on the two of them as they acted oblivious to their surroundings. His heart filled with annoyance. In modern times, military doctors in the special forces were all hearty and straightforward. They wouldn't stoop to such petty scheming and insincerity, much less waste their time talking to people like this.,The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.。