Now,I can say that I've already established my own life with my sister. If that woman does n' t adopt us,I'm afraid we' ll die silently in the harem... I couldn't help but clench my fists again. The way my mother looked before she died was my eternal nightmare. I definitely do n' t want to be trapped in this harem like she was.
I raised my head to look at my father and tears rolled down my eyes. A trace of pity flashed through his eyes. This man's greatest weakness was that he was too soft-hearted. I secretly laughed in my heart. Sometimes,would I really doubt that I was really a little girl who was only six or seven years old?
Some things were being forgotten by me,but I couldn't catch any clues,proving that I had those memories before...
"Yi'er you do n' t want to live in Xianyang Pal
