The Consort of the R

There is no battlefield, no bloodshed, yet he lies on the cool rattan chairs in the courtyard of his mansion. The small courtyard is serene and peaceful.,Wei Xue lowered her eyes and went to make a pot of tea.,Mu Jiu stopped his hand on Guazi's and instead grabbed a handful of pine nuts: "I'll have these, okay I tell you Lan You, your attitude is unacceptable. If I were your guest, I wouldn't give you a single copper coin."。