Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,Father Gu Wǔ was kind to himself but harsh to his half-sister, Gu Xiangyàn. He thought it was because he loved him more, but it turned out he was cultivating her talents.,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.。