Chapter 498: Increasingly Complicated
Chapter 498: Chapter 498: Increasingly Complicated
Watching Guang Xuanji’s every move, Lin Yun grew increasingly suspicious of Patriarch He. Guang Xuanji herself was suspicious too. He couldn’t quite put his finger on why, but his mind felt like a tangled mess of thread, and he couldn’t seem to find the loose end.Guang Xuanji would occasionally steal glances at Patriarch He, while the patriarch himself acted as he normally did. The only difference was that now, in Lin Yun’s presence, Patriarch He seemed a little nervous.
A melody from the Qing Zhu Tavern appearing in Wind City was strange enough. Then Guang Xuanji insisted the piece she had just played was her own composition. On top of that, Patriarch He just so happened to be here as well.
This series of events all seemed to point toward Patriarch He. Lin Yun’s suspicions began to mount. ’If Patriarch He really is part of that mysterious organization, and if Chunfeng Tower is connected to them...’
Though his mind was filled with questions, Lin Yun let none of it show on his face. As he looked at Guang Xuanji, his expression remained perfectly composed.
Lin Yun raised his cup. Seeing this, Guang Xuanji and Patriarch He raised theirs as well. After the three of them took a drink, Lin Yun turned to Guang Xuanji and said, "Since we have the rare pleasure of hearing your music today, Miss Xiaoqing, how about you play another piece for us?"
"As you wish, Young Master. I will, of course, comply. Please wait a moment while I have the screen taken down," Guang Xuanji said softly, bowing her head slightly to Lin Yun.
Soon, two maids removed the screen. Guang Xuanji sat down before the guqin once more. Her hands gently stroked the strings, and another beautiful melody reached Lin Yun’s ears.
It was a beautiful piece, but to Lin Yun, it was tinged with suspicion. That’s right—he had heard this melody at the Qing Zhu Tavern as well.
’Guang Xuanji played two pieces in a row, and I’ve heard both of them at the Qing Zhu Tavern. Why is that?’
’If the first piece was a coincidence, what about the second? Is Guang Xuanji trying to make me suspicious on purpose?’
His confusion deepened. He didn’t snap out of it until the music ended and Guang Xuanji rose to bow. As he looked at her, a peculiar glint flashed in his eyes.
She returned to her seat across from Lin Yun. Despite having just played that piece, her demeanor was unchanged; she remained as graceful and gentle as ever.