Chapter 277: I Only Want You to Treat Me Well for a Lifetime—I Don’t Care If You Have Money or a Betrothal Gift (2 / 2)
The March spring scenery was perfect. There was the sound of wind, water, and insects, along with the pleasant melody of an official who had picked up a flute and begun playing leisurely.
He played beautifully, and soon, a group of scholars and refined gentlemen gathered around him, enjoying the music.
But just then, Xu Yan Miao’s inner voice rang out—
[I’m not prejudiced against other ethnic groups. We are all one big family of 56 ethnic groups… BUT! The Wuhu people have a custom where, after the birth of the first son, they kill him and divide his body among the tribe to eat!]
“Woooo—”
A sharp, ear-piercing note screeched from the flute.
The newly appointed scholars, who couldn’t hear Xu Yan Miao’s thoughts, all exchanged bewildered glances.
One of them instinctively gasped, “This…” before quickly covering his mouth.
The officials who could hear Xu Yan Miao’s inner thoughts looked at their colleague with sympathy.