As Amber returned with the refreshments she had just picked up from the kitchen, she happened to see Pearl holding the young lady's pipa and getting ready to knock on the door. 。"On such a cold day, what would a young lady play the pipa for""What else could one do with a pipa Of course, to play it!" 。They looked at each other, and then knocked on the door. One person sent a pipa, and the other sent some snacks. Guan Jingxuan received the pipa and had a nostalgic look in her eyes. She waved her hand to let the two people go out. 。Actually, Guan Jingxuan dislikes the pipa. To be more precise, she dislikes all instruments that can produce sound, because even if musicians try to conceal their emotions, connoisseurs can still hear them through their playing. 。,The Duan family's gate next door was quite lively. On the battlefield, swords were merciless and many soldiers died on their horses. Not many survived to return home, and even fewer had a bright future.,Madam Duan was moved to tears as she embraced her son, whom she hadn't seen in years. She stopped him from kneeling and bowing, repeatedly saying, "It's good that you're back," like a loving mother.。