The Imperial Concubi

Yun An'an was holding a very long string of candied fruit, at least one meter long.,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.,Yun Qian Shan clasped her hands together and bowed to the eight directions, paying respects to the deities.。