Watching the harmonious scene in the room—the three of them playing together without him—Lu Mingyuan, the outsider, couldn't help but smile wryly. He walked to the doorway and waved at Zi Yun.
"Zi Yun, go get some more snacks."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Zi Yun tiptoed to the doorway and poked her head in, then suddenly froze.
Hong Wan, her curiosity piqued by this, also looked inside the room.
Melodious zither music slowly drifted out.
In the center of the study, a woman in a white, feathered coat danced with her back to the door. She lightly extended her long sleeves, her sashes fluttering, her figure so graceful it was a breathtaking sight.
Seated and playing the zither, her jade-like fingers plucked the strings.
"Princess Consort..."
Zi Yun hadn't expected Qi Muxue to be playing the zither at this time.
Lu Mingyuan also stepped into the room to see what was going on.
