The Consort of the R

Her pale, slender hands covered her eyes, though she was no longer dreaming. Yet, the scene from moments ago remained vivid and clear in her mind.,Mu Jiu shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, I had a rather bad dream.",At the end of the bustling street, there stood a five-story building with flowers adorning its facade. Unlike the surrounding buildings adorned with gaudy reds, greens, and yellows, this one was primarily decorated with delicate pale green cherry blossoms, giving it an elegant and refined air.。