C759 The rule be throw away

In the yard.

The red silk corridor was as beautiful as fire. The wine jar was as heavy as incense as it leaned against the table.

The sounds of laughter filled the sky, as all the people in the hall burst out laughing.

Seventh King Murong Yu had built his own residence, but it was completely empty. Other than a few servants, there was no one else.

Even his master didn't have much time left