The Consort of the R

Wei Xue lowered her eyes and went to make a pot of tea.,Her eyelashes, long and delicate like butterfly wings, fluttered slightly. Her clear, glassy eyes reflected the light outside, resembling two precious gems that shimmered faintly. As she blinked, a slight mistiness veiled her gaze, obscuring the colors hidden within.,There's simply nothing like listening to someone play the piano while they also enthusiastically munch on melon seeds.。