Hearing this, Concubine Li was ecstatic and shouted excitedly. "Brother Meng, so you still remember me! That's right, I'm Xiaoyue, I'm Xiaoyue!"
After speaking, she raised her hand to her head, and gently scratched the space next to her ear. A few seconds later, a thin human-skin mask was slowly uncovered, revealing her true face.
Her face was like a hibiscus, her facial features were delicate, and there were two small dimples on her face when she smiles. Although she was not as beautiful as An Zhaorong, she was still a charming woman.
It turned out that she was not An Zhaorong at all! But what was the relationship between Lou Xinyue and Meng Yuan? Zhao Ling really couldn't figure it out.
"Why did you enter the palace and become Concubine Li?" Meng Yuan was also puzzled.
