The Consort of the R

Wei Xue nodded and turned to leave. Mu Jiu sat up and walked to the bedside. He hadn't had a nightmare in a long time.,Mu Jiu came to Fengyue Building every two or three days, not bringing a single copper coin. He'd just listen to the music for free, and even ate and drank without paying. Back then, he seemed so easy to tease, but now He can't be shaken off.,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.。