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.,There's a saying in Beijing to describe this street of pleasure: "Drunkenly Reclining Amidst Wind and Moon, Discussing Romantic Tales; A Half-Step into the Red House is Already Immoral.",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.。