The Consort of the R

Under the canopy of the heavens, the earth lay scarred and broken. Rubble littered the ground, smoke from burning fires filled the air, tattered flags fluttered listlessly in the breeze, and blood stained the soil crimson.,Wei Xue lowered her eyes and went to make a pot of tea.,Lan You was at her wit's end. She turned her head and glared at the person lounging lazily in a chair: "Can you please stop eating melon seeds"。