The green jade flute played a moving picture under his mouth, like a sad farewell song. The long sound echoed throughout Lanling Pavilion, touching everyone's heart.
——I never knew that the pavilion master could also play music.
The music is sometimes low and sometimes melodious, like a nightingale weeping.
On such a stormy night, with such sad music, who was he thinking of?
The music stopped suddenly, and the man closed his eyes slightly, but sighed, and suddenly thought of the three women beside him.
——One is as gentle as water, one is as delicate as a flower, and the other is as indifferent as the snow lotus on the iceberg, incredibly beautiful.
After all, will he have to bear the burden of another person...
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