The Imperial Concubi

With a cup of warm water in hand, Bei Chenlin glanced at Wang Zhuangui and the servants beside him. With a casual wave of his hand, a pile of silver bills was stuffed into Wang Zhuangui's bosom.,Yun Qian Shan clasped her hands together and bowed to the eight directions, paying respects to the deities.,Yun Qian Shan looked into Bei Chen Lin's eyes, the words she had almost spoken died in her throat, replaced by something else.。