Chapter 164
"Scarlet remnants float upon the water, small plum blossoms on the branches. Who sketched these browning eyebrows? Brought by spring, sorrow arrives, why does the sorrow not fade with spring leaving? After people part, mountains become distant and rivers far. For you, I've counted the days till your return till the edges of my painting fade."
Black Stone City, the City Lord's mansion.
The hall, once presided over by Xue Banchuan, echoed with the sounds of a lute. A woman in green sang a verse, played a tune, her voice soft and smooth, but her body trembling with fear.
Smack!
The lute strumming turns chaotic, the strings cut her fingers, blood begins to flow.
"Hey, why have you stopped playing?"
Red Eyebrow leaned back in his chair, holding a jug of wine in hand. He sipped wine and hummed along with the music, perfectly content.
