The Imperial Concubi

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.,Beichen Lin, whose eyes were poked, was both angry and amused. He stretched out his hand and flicked Yun An'an on the forehead, making her wince in pain.,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.。