"Jue'er, Jue'er...... You must remember that if you marry in the future, you would rather be a poor wife than a rich concubine......"

In the curling steam, Jing Jue only felt that his skin was scalded and wrinkled by the bucket of hot water, and there was a blur of water vapor in front of him.

She wept, and then, in the blur of tears and steam, she seemed to see her own mother that day, the woman who was as thin as she was now, with only a handful of bones left, lying on the bed and dying.

Before her mother died, she once told herself that she would rather be a poor wife than a rich concubine.

Jing Jue's mother was originally a woman from an ordinary family, but because of the famine that year, the family fled to the capital

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