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Wei Xue nodded and turned to leave. Mu Jiu sat up and walked to the bedside. He hadn't had a nightmare in a long time.,In the evening, as the sun set in the west and night fell, the bustling capital city came alive. Thousands of lanterns illuminated the streets, their warm glow outshining even the stars in the sky.,Suddenly, she thought of something and, being very gossipy, leaned over to Mu Jiu's side: "Ai, do you know who the guest at Zhúyùn House tonight is"。