Wen Jin felt like she was going to die from the pain...,A young boy, nimble and quick, scrambled up the massive fig tree in the courtyard with his hands and feet. He peered out curiously at the world beyond.,The concubine's face was warm, but a cold smile played on her lips. "So what if she's the principal wife I hear she's as strong as an ox, black as charcoal, and hideous to boot. The king even despises her... Today, I'll publicly humiliate her. In the future, she won't even be worthy of me stepping on."。