Falling Star Courtyard.
The east wing.
On the wall hung a painting of loquat birds in a mountain, the birds flew about within the painting, and the loquat trees swayed as if caressed by the wind.
A brass incense burner sat on the rosewood table, tendrils of smoke wafted out, filling the entire room with a rich fragrance.
After bathing and changing his clothes, Xu Mu sat quietly in front of the mirror, his spine straight and eyes slightly closed.
Two young and attractive maids dressed in cyan costumes were meticulously combing his long hair with combs made from animal bones.
One of the maids was called Rou'er, and the other was called Xin'er. They were specifically selected by Li Youlan to serve Xu Mu, and he couldn't refuse their help.
"Xin'er, why is this yard called the Falling Star Courtyard?"
Xu Mu suddenly asked.
"In response to your question, Sir, it is because..."