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"Aunt Yue, that sounds good." Although he did not understand what Aunt Yue was playing, he still said it sweetly.

"Then how is Aunt Yue and Qing'er?" This song is Lily's favorite.

"Alright." Ling Chuqing mischievously used her small hands to lightly pluck at the strings of the zither. Upon hearing the zither, she giggled. Silvermoon hugged her lovingly in front of his chest.

In the pavilion