Xiang Wei smirked.
The third performance was by the Lotus Lady. This Lotus Lady, dressed in a flowing white skirt embroidered with Su Brocade floral patterns and clouds, had a slender waist and an alluring grace that couldn't be easily captured. Her skirts fluttered elegantly as she walked, exuding a charm that defied description.
Yueyao whispered quietly: "One is delicate and charming, another is breathtakingly beautiful, and one is flirtatiously enchanting. I wonder what the last one will be like?"
Xiang Wei glanced at Yueyao and chuckled: "She'll be out soon, and we'll find out."
After the Lotus Lady finished playing the zither, the literati present showered praises as if they were free, describing the music as melodious and pleasing as if from heaven, resonating for three days without end.
Xiang Wei, feeling sleepy, knowing her own lack of appreciation for the zither, quietly asked: "How is the zither music?"
