The Imperial Concubi

Mr. Wang, the shopkeeper, stepped forward and greeted them warmly, also carrying over a box.,Whether the bamboo fruit truly existed in the land of Thunder Marsh is unknown to this day. Perhaps it was all just a hollow excuse.,The carriage had already stopped in front of Yunfu's gate, but Yun Qianshan still stared at Bei Chenlin like he was guarding against a thief, afraid he would do something harmful to Yun Annan.。