The Imperial Concubi

Looking at one corpse after another being buried in the yellow earth, Wang Zhanggui heaved a heavy sigh.,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.,In almost the blink of an eye, a fire raged outside, roaring like a ferocious dragon.。