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.,"Little brat, still want to hit me Don't you think about who has been teaching Little Fool martial arts day and night",To build this little courtyard, he spent a fortune and hired specialized craftsmen to design every brick and tile.。