Even Jiang Ruobai, an aged vicar, was looking at Jin Man.
Not to mention other people.
With a smile, Yun Dai broke the eerie silence in the hall, asking, "Miss Jin Man, I see you holding a pipa, are you planning on gracing us with a performance?"
Jin Man immediately turned towards Jiang Ning. Her voice was enchanting, "I fear to embarrass myself, but if Princess Consort would correct me if I mistake."
Jiang Ning was not seated adjacent to Li Hongyuan but only amongst her own folks. Yet Jin Man recognized her as the Princess Consort at once.
Clearly, ample preparations had been made ahead of time.
Jiang Ning chose not to confront her, smiled and said, "I can't possibly correct you. I know nothing about music. Please, do continue, Miss Jin Man."
Jin Man nodded. She stood up, cradling her pipa. She settled into a pose like a celestial maiden playing the pipa, her slim waist swaying like a willow branch.
The jingling bells chimed in.
Along with the ringing music from the pipa.
