C312 Chapter 312

Xuanyuan Pulao’s embarrassed look finally faded, and she slipped back into her usual composure—though there was an unplaceable chill about her from head to toe.

She pulled a strange little instrument from inside her robe. It had only three strings and was about the size of two palms. It looked like a guqin, except it was far too small. She held it out to Tang Yao. “Yao