She waved her hand casually, and Xie Mingyue followed Gu Qingying’s gaze.
In the courtyard, which had originally been filled with lush trees and flowers, creating a secluded and elegant atmosphere, things had changed. Beneath the jujube tree now sat a rattan chair made in Zhuzhou, with densely patterned bronze bells chiming softly in the breeze. Next to a stone table large enough for two people to half-lie cross-legged was a hand-woven wool blanket, atop which rested a large drum with exquisite patterns.
Seeing the drum, she smiled and asked, "Since when did Mother become so skilled in music?"
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