Savoring Life’s Hundred Flavors (Part Three) The courtyard was alive with the incessant chirping of birds. The door stood open, revealing a room furnished with simple, antique pieces.. Since regaining consciousness, Qing Jiu had been sitting listlessly on her bed, devoid of any energy. Footsteps approached the doorway, and Qing Jiu glanced sideways. A young girl, dressed in a summery…