The three of them followed the shaded path back to Yingmei Temple, and as they reached the middle of the mountainside, the faint sound of a qin wafted up from below.
Ran Yan paused in her steps, as this qin music was one of her indispensable daily entertainments these past days, always playing the piece "Phoenix Seeking His Mate." It was always the same piece, yet each time there were subtle differences, but today the music was almost out of tune, the haphazard playing coming abruptly to a stop after a brief spell.
Ge Lan stole a glance at Ran Yan, guessing that she must know who was playing the piece; at this moment, besides the heartbroken Sang Chen, who else could play such a lonely tune?
Ran Yan had only paused momentarily before continuing to climb the hill.
Reaching the bamboo forest, they saw Ran Yunsheng in a sable robe, frowning as he stood on the staircase, looking at her with furrowed brows.
