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.,The snow is getting heavier and the wind is blowing more fiercely.,Yunchian Shan led Beichen Lin forward, taking him to a wing room in the Cloud Manor. He also instructed the maid to warm up the room properly.。