The Imperial Concubi

"Rest, I'll get you some water to wash your face.",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 news of the Tianxianglou fire quickly reached the ears of Old King Yun Qian Shan and Yu Changyuan.。