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.,Mu Jiu shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, I had a rather bad dream.",Even though he spent most of his time in the military camp and was known for being taciturn and solitary, it couldn't stop the naive infatuation and yearning in the hearts of people in the capital. Instead, because he was hard to see, his heroic aura became even more alluring, making people yearn for him even more.。