As the night wind blows, the falling peach petals dance lightly to the music like flying snow.

When the song ended, Yu Jiao put down the pipa and looked up at Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying seemed to still be immersed in the song and remained silent for a long time. In the dim night, Yu Jiao could not see his expression clearly. Only his narrow and long phoenix eyes seemed to be stained with a faint red, and there was an inexplicable sadness in them.

Yu Jiao knew what to do and didn't say anything. She touched her nail that was split by the strumming and felt a slight sting.

She was thinking about all sorts of things in her mind, and she didn't know whether the man in the carriage was her eldest sister's husband. Her eldest sister and her eldest sister's husband looked so loving, so her eldest sister's husband shouldn't be that kind of person.

After a while, he thought of Wei Lichu again. He wondered what he had done wrong that Cheng Ying had personally arrested him. He wondered if the East Factory would track him down to the Liu Mansion.

Thinking of this, Yu Jiao couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"You play well." Cheng Ying's eyes were dim, and his voice was low, as if he had just come back to his senses from a long-lost memory. "Your skills are excellent, but you don't practice enough, so your fingering is a little rusty."

"My godfather is right." Yu Jiao also withdrew her thoughts.

Cheng Ying glanced at the pipa placed on the stone table and said, "Didn't I ask Xia Ning to give you a pipa? Practice diligently in the future and come and play a piece for me when you have time."

Yu Jiao pursed her lips slightly, somewhat reluctantly. There were three thousand musicians in the Jiaofang Bureau. If Cheng Ying liked to listen to the pipa, there would be musicians who played better than her to come and play music for him. If it was not necessary, she really did not want to play the songs that her senior brother had taught her personally.

"You said before that you would honor me, but now you are unwilling to play music just because I ask you to?" Cheng Ying leaned lazily on the railing and looked at her leisurely, "It seems that you don't really regard me as your foster father."

He fiddled with the Buddhist beads on his left wrist and said casually, "You treat your fifth brother more sincerely than you treat me! But if I am not happy, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on to his prestigious position in the Hanlin Academy for long."

"Don't..." Yu Jiao was a little anxious. As soon as Cheng Ying finished speaking, she hurriedly said, "If foster father wants to listen to music, just call me. My fifth brother was born in a poor family and studied hard for many years. He missed the provincial examination because of his poor health. Foster father, please don't get angry with him because I made you angry. It's not easy for him to be an official."

Cheng Ying had only mentioned it casually and pretended to threaten, but after hearing her words, he was actually quite angry. People are afraid of comparisons. He thought he treated the little girl quite well, but this heartless girl was obsessed with her fifth brother. She was very kind to Yu Qizhe but didn't treat him at all.

He couldn't help but stand up, approached Yu Jiao, and stared at her condescendingly, "You really don't remember who I am? Do you know what your medical skills and your pipa are all about..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden noise outside the pavilion. "Reporting to the Governor, I am incompetent and have not been able to find the trace of that little thief."

Xia Ning flew outside the pavilion and bowed respectfully, saying, "I have led people to check Yong'an Lane again..." He glanced at Yu Jiao, "The man must have escaped from the back door of the house bought by Miss Yuning. The bloodstains at the front door are someone deliberately setting up a trap to lure us away so that the man could take the opportunity to escape."

Hearing this, Cheng Ying turned around and gave Yu Jiao a sly smile. He patted Yu Jiao's cheek and said in a gentle but dangerous tone, "Did you help that man escape?"

His fingers were icy cold, and when they touched Yu Jiao's face, it felt like a cold snake crawling across her face.

Yu Jiao's face changed slightly, and she said calmly, "Yu Ning didn't understand what my foster father was saying. When I went to the house, I didn't meet anyone."