At this moment, Belinda's hair was drawn into a bun, with a jade hair ornament. She was dressed in green and waved her long sleeves, singing a folk song for Edwin.
Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be tearing, making her look more charming.
After the song, Edwin could not help but applaud, his smiling eyes full of love.
"Great. You learned it pretty well. If you were in ancient times, you could be a concubine to the king."
"Who wants to be a concubine? I want to be the queen. I'm confident about myself." Belinda no longer looked gentle and clenched her fists tightly.
"Why not? If what you said is true, we wouldn't have three stepmothers," Edwin smiled bitterly.
Belinda lowered her head, put back her sleeves, and sat next to Edwin. She thought of the three wives of her father and had m
