The air was thick with a pungent, fishy smell. After what seemed like an eternity, the sound of even footsteps broke the silence, rousing Gu Nuannuan from her thoughts. She stared blankly at the soldiers in armor before her, and leading them was none other than the third uncle of the Prime Minister's mansion, now the Generalissimo, Gu Wu.,The sound of her mother's words echoed in his ears.,Today in the capital, who doesn't know that Gu Jia has two sides One is adept at qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as swordsmanship. The other enjoys eating, drinking, playing, and having fun.。