In the end, it already seemed somewhat like acting coy.
"Then..."
Fang Zheng thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"Alright!"
He also felt a bit eager to perform, and who wouldn't want to show off in front of beauties? Even a peacock opens its tail to gain the favor of the opposite sex.
As he took out the erhu he purchased for a hefty price, Liu Qinghuan's eyes immediately lit up:
"What an exquisite Xiqin!"
The erhu, also known as the Xiqin, was rarely learned in the Imperial Music Bureau—firstly because it was habitually considered rustic, and secondly, because its sound was unpleasant, often carrying a sorrowful tone, which didn't fit the needs there.
Such a beautiful Xiqin was something the two women hadn't even seen at the Imperial Music Bureau, and for a moment, they had more anticipation for the upcoming performance.
Of course,
to say it surpassed Jin Shu was something Liu Qinghuan refused to believe.
