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.,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.,Mu Jiu had to chew two pine nuts before he managed to match the man. Although he'd never met him, he'd heard tales of the legendary war god, a king known for his ferocity and ruthlessness.。