
The Consort of the R
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author: < yao shu >
A single, painted hand shot out from the ground, grabbing onto the ankle with a desperate force, as if grasping at a lifeline. A shattering sound echoed, followed by a frantic cry: "Save me... save me...",The room is decorated with various orchids, in a white and elegant tone, looking extremely elegant and serene. This is the room of Orchid Mist, one of the eight top courtesans at Fengyue Tower.,Mu Jiu stopped his hand on Guazi's and instead grabbed a handful of pine nuts: "I'll have these, okay I tell you Lan You, your attitude is unacceptable. If I were your guest, I wouldn't give you a single copper coin."。