C597 Heavenly sound

In front of him was a table, and at the corner of the table was a censer. Strands of sandalwood fragrance were emitted from the censer, and in the middle of the table was a guqin, a pair of slender jade-like hands were fiddling with the guqin, Shui Qingying's eyes were focused on the guqin, as though he was talking to his closest friend.

The light muslin covered his face