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.,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.,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.。