Song Ci had been here for quite a while, attended a few banquets, and basically, the entertainment in the rear courtyard always included listening to that monotonous Huangmei opera.
Like now, sitting in the theater pavilion of the Duke Mansion, sipping tea and watching the opera, it bored her to death.
She also wanted to go over to where the girls were, to see if there was anyone she could coerce and find someone suitable for her family's fourth young master.
The Madam of the Duke Mansion saw Song Ci looking utterly disinterested and said, "Is it that this opera does not please the Lady's taste? Shall we change to another one?"
Song Ci shook her head, "Not really, it's just that I don't have much interest in watching operas. To me, it's just a noise."
Pfft.
"The Lady truly has a way with words. In this opera, there are lyrics and words, yet to you, it's just noise?" Little Mrs. Liao covered her handkerchief as she laughed secretly, feeling disdainful in her heart.
