"Isn't it just a difficult task? Oh, it's killing me!"
With only the two of them left in the room, Lin Yuan paid even less heed to her image. She climbed up and scratched her hair bun vigorously, sighing with a frown on her face.
Yan Ruchun found it both amusing and heartbreaking. She leaned forward and saw a heap of disorganized papers on the table before Lin Yuan, filled with densely written characters, some even adorned with symbols she couldn't understand.
"These symbols... are they tadpoles?"
How could they be tadpoles? Those are musical notes!
Lin Yuan's mouth twitched, deciding it was too complex to explain, and in any case, it would be impossible to make her understand.
"Just as you arrived, you're more familiar with the capital city than I am. There's something I'd like to ask you."
Lin Yuan picked out several important sheets from the pile on the table and handed them to Yan Ruchun.
