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Leaning against the railing, he gazed at a man who had been caged in smoke and rain. His pale white clothes seemed as if they were untainted by the wind and rain. He gazed at him very earnestly, seeming bored and helpless.

I knocked on the door lightly. That man really did raise his head to look over. Even my heart jolted.

He didn't expect Lu Yao to like him, Xia Junchang. He looked at me in surprise.

I lowered my head with a chuckle and began to play seriously.

When he liked the spring break, he would sit by the window and listen to the sound of the wind in the fields. That sound was a kind of light tune, with the fresh spirit of the thrush and the fragrance of the flowers, blending into one.

I tap gently, the sound follows the heart to go, lets the person like spring breeze.

It was quiet, all the noises quietened down. There were no singers or lyrics anymore. In this quiet, there was only the light tapping on the bowl, emitting a soft and gentle sound. It was as if they had returned to the April field.

Suddenly, the sound of the jade flute was heard. It was loud and clear, just like the beautiful scene in April. The scene became more lively. After a while, the flute music turned and became quiet like a sigh.

It was as if she was sighing deeply about how long this beautiful spring sunshine would last.

I followed his tune, tapping softly, sighing softly, gently, softly, and finally, like a sigh turning softly in the wind.

He raised his head and looked outside. Since when did these ships come so close to him?

Xia Junchang put down his flute and gave me a warm smile. His eyes were filled with endless admiration and admiration.

Lu Yao came back to his senses and clapped. "Good, this is great."

The crowd seemed to have just woken up from a dream as thunderous applause rang out. "Young Miss is truly talented. The bowl of wine that you're making sounds out of is even more enchanting than the zither."

I felt a little embarrassed. This is the first time in my life that I have shown off in front of so many people, and I even got others to praise me.

However, Lu Yao laughed loudly and said, "In the entire capital, who can match the beautiful and melodious melody of the 'Autumn Sing'? Even the Third Marquis couldn't help but chime in with the song. We are fortunate to be able to listen to it."

Third Marquis? Xia Juntang was the Third Marquis?

Before I could process the thoughts in my head, a loud and surprised voice interrupted my train of thoughts.

"So you're that elegant thief, Yun Zhiqiu."

He leaned his hand on the railing and looked at me maliciously with his shiny black eyes.

An inexplicable anger welled up: "I don't know you."

"Your grandpa recognizes you. This voice is obviously that of an elegant thief. Jun Tang, is it?"

Xia Junchang lowered his gaze and said lightly, "I'm not sure."

This master's identity is truly great. When I thought it through, I was as dumb as a wooden chicken.

Lu Yao, this time, is in an even worse situation. If there's no mistake, the tyrannical man is the Emperor.

As soon as the thief entered my ears, I shuddered.

Lu Yao raised his head and stared boldly at Xia Junchang, and suddenly said, "I've long heard that Third Prince's musical instruments are not inferior to those on the battlefield. Now that I've heard it, my ears and eyes have really cleared up.

I pulled on Luyao's clothes and said anxiously, "Luyao, I don't want to play anymore. I'm leaving. Right now, I can't stay for even a moment longer."

I know what a small matter is. What kind of person is the Emperor? Is he someone I can provoke?

However, that resounding 'scram' was still floating in his mind.

I, Yun Zhiqiu, don't know what I ate, but I have the guts to tell the emperor to scram. Just think of a certain chilliness that arises from the bottom of my feet.