This zither wasn't bad!
Gu Yanfei took the zither on the zither table and held it in her hand. It was a black lacquered wooden zither with a golden emblem and a jade pendant. Its entire body was covered in broken patterns on the abdomen of small snakes. The seven threads flickered with a cold light like frost.
Clunk!
Gu Yanfei casually stroked the zither strings again and casually sat on the ground, placing the zither on her crossed legs.
Originally, Wei Jiaoniang was the one playing the zither on their side, so Gu Yanfei was unprepared.
As she tested the sound, an ethereal and clear sound of the zither flowed out from under her finger. It was as if she was flying on a sword into the void and was above the clouds.
That familiar feeling instantly returned.
In her previous life, she didn't know how to play the piano at all.
She didn't know anything about music, chess, calligraphy, poetry, or the Six Arts of the Gentleman.
