The Imperial Concubi

All the assassins in black came from Tianjigong, which made Yun An'an even more puzzled.,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 only consolation is that Yun An'an is fine. Otherwise, this Ti Xiang Lou would have to shut down for good.。