After leaving the imperial mausoleum, Mu Zihan put on a blue robe and sat at the window on the second floor of the guest's house. Looking at the people coming and going, he thought about the angry look in mubai's eyes.

"childe, this is the new Jiajia cake. Please enjoy it for free." The waiter put down the plate and went to the next table.

Mu Zihan took the cake with a strange shape and took a bite. There was a trace of splendor in his dark eyes. The Jiajia cake was not only strange in appearance, but also strange in taste. He was not disappointed when the guest came...