The Imperial Concubi

Several voices fell, and seven men in black dropped to the ground.,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.,How much money there was, Wang Zhanggui didn't know either. But judging from the denomination and thickness of each bill, it was at least thirty thousand yuan.。