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.,It's over, I don't want to dwell on the painful past. Lan You felt utterly dejected and slumped down beside Mu Jiu, grabbing a handful of melon seeds to shell together.,Mu Jiu had to chew two pine nuts before he managed to match the man. Although he'd never met him, he'd heard tales of the legendary war god, a king known for his ferocity and ruthlessness.。