The General's Mansion was vast, consisting of three pathways and multiple quadrangles arranged in strict central-axis symmetry. The layout was well-organized and formally arranged. Pavilions, terraces, and towers with flying eaves and green tiles intertwined complexly, winding back and forth, exuding a refined elegance without sacrificing grandeur and majesty.
There was a garden named Xiwang Garden, nestled amidst mountains and water, offering a pleasing landscape.
At this moment, Hong Yuan and Mo Jiuyou were sitting in a pavilion in Xiwang Garden, watching from a distance as maids and old nannies entertained Yue'er by chasing butterflies with her.
Her childlike, bell-like laughter rang out incessantly, a delightful sound.
"Yuan, tell me about the recent situation of Master, Zhu, and Yiru," Mo Jiuyou spoke softly.
"Yes, Senior Brother," Hong Yuan responded.
