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.,There's simply nothing like listening to someone play the piano while they also enthusiastically munch on melon seeds.,Suddenly, she thought of something and, being very gossipy, leaned over to Mu Jiu's side: "Ai, do you know who the guest at Zhúyùn House tonight is"。