The Consort of the R

As the sun sets in the west, the evening glow paints the sky with a myriad of crimson hues.,Footsteps approached, and she lowered her hands. Shi Wei Xue stood on the corridor outside the window, half of her face concealed by a veil. Her large almond eyes were filled with concern as she gestured with both hands: "Are you alright","No." Lan You suddenly pulled a face, feigning menace: "It's the Duke of Dingbei."。