"Didn't Grandmother say she arranged a musician for me?" Su Miao asked, somewhat surprised.

It was clearly said to be a girl, so how did it turn into a long silence...?

"Miss, you shouldn't keep your master waiting," Fang Xing reminded her again.

Left with no other choice, Su Miao went inside.

When she entered, the tall and slender man was sitting in front of the zither, his long, slender fingers skillfully plucking the strings.

Having seen Shen Changji wield his sword before, Su Miao felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing him play the zither now.

She never expected that the tough-looking General Shen would actually play the zither...

Shen Changji remained silent, his face taut and cold. He wore a black robe, and his every move exuded the aura of authority of a superior.

As the strings were plucked, Su Miao noticed the jade thumb ring on his thumb.

The jade thumb ring signified the Duke's status.

"Aren't you coming over?"

"Did you teach me to play the zither?"

"Why can't I teach you?"

Whether it's playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting, his skills in the capital are second to none, in no way inferior to others.

"I...can do it myself!"

Chen Changji scoffed lightly, "You can't even play a tune properly, yet you call yourself a player?"

The man's words instantly made Su Miao blush.

When has he ever heard her play the zither? She clearly knows how!

“Walk over here yourself. If you don’t, I’ll come and hug you,” Shen Changji said again.

Su Miao: "...Shameless!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Changji's lips curled slightly.

He didn't look up; his long eyelashes perfectly concealed the darkness in his eyes.

...

Seeing that there was nothing unusual inside the house, Tao'er left with Lone Eagle.

Tao'er: "By the way, do you have a portrait of the eldest young master when he was a child?"

"Of course there is. What does Miss Peach want to do?" Lone Eagle couldn't help but ask.