C553 Practice Flute(1)
The next day, Song Mingyue slept until she woke up naturally. Huan'er and Pei'er had helped her wash up, and it just so happened that the sun was shining outside. She put on light clothes and moved a stool to sit in the yard and bask in the sun. In his hands, there was no longer any history book or medical book, but the music score that Qing Xuan had passed on to him yesterday