Fortunately, that's not possible. If it were, things would be troublesome, who would want to be a concubine for your son,Xi Xue gave a cold, ethereal smile. Her icy gaze swept past Cheng'er's retreating figure. She slipped a silver coin into the hand of the young attendant and turned back to her room.,It's not curfew yet, but Cheng'er is forcing himself to go that way despite the discomfort.。