The Consort of the R

As the sun sets in the west, the evening glow paints the sky with a myriad of crimson hues.,Mu Jiu opened his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips: "You're thoughtful. Go do your business.",Her eyelashes, long and delicate like butterfly wings, fluttered slightly. Her clear, glassy eyes reflected the light outside, resembling two precious gems that shimmered faintly. As she blinked, a slight mistiness veiled her gaze, obscuring the colors hidden within.。