Rebirth to Freedom

n her face. He had thought that even the maidservants of Drunken Flower Tower were exquisite, but it seemed there was an exception—this maid he hadn’t noticed before."Who are you" Mu Qingfeng asked wi...an under similar snowy circumstances: her face blooming like peach blossoms, graceful in form, dancing amidst plum trees; a man with gentle brows played the zither as his fingers lightly touched it, p...