Chapter 1437: Fake Bullet (5)
Fanggu took one look at the situation and excused herself, giving instructions for the maid to bring up some tea and dishes, and also reminded the doorkeeper to serve them well, making sure there was no negligence.
The music soon began, and Yang Ruxin, not being particularly familiar with music, did feel that the tune was nice, melodious, and soothing. One could truly indulge in it if one closed their eyes.
"This is indeed quite a pleasant sensation," Yu Qingge remarked after taking a sip of his drink.
Yang Ruxin smiled, holding his cup without drinking, and glanced at the woman seriously playing the zither behind the curtain. His pupils contracted slightly. In modern times, there was lip-syncing, with actors holding microphones and mouthing the words on stage. Unexpectedly, in ancient times, there was fake playing too—Hong Ju seemed to be playing the zither, but her fingers weren’t actually touching the strings at all.
If it weren’t for Ruxin’s exceptional eyesight, if she hadn’t been focusing on something other than the woman’s face, she wouldn’t have noticed that the woman’s fingers weren’t even touching the strings.
Hong Ju continued to play as if intoxicated, but suddenly, a green snake appeared on the strings, hissing at her. She was so frightened that she went pale and bolted upright, yet she couldn’t make a sound.
Yet the zither music continued.
Yu Qingge blinked. What’s going on?
"Lady Hong Ju," Yang Ruxin loosened his whip and flung her to the ground, "How about you explain? Or perhaps..."
Hong Ju collapsed on the ground, not getting up. She knew if this got out, she was finished—not to mention Fanggu would never let her off the hook.
At this time, Yu Qingge, curious, had made his way toward the source of the zither music. Behind the qin platform, there was a wooden wall, and the music was coming from the room next door.