"Let's go, let's take a look in the garden as well."
With her granddaughter accompanying her, Duchess of Zhen felt more interested and followed the sound of the music to the garden.
Amid the winter plum blossoms, a young girl dressed in a smoky-green silk dress sat gracefully by the zither.
Her slender jade fingers glided over the zither strings, pouring out enchanting music like jade beads falling on a plate, reminiscent of the tinkling of a mountain spring and the cheerful call of birds in the woods, resonant and pleasing to the ears.
"Is it her?"
Lin Qingluo accompanied her grandmother to the garden, and seeing the stunning young girl sitting among the flowers, Duchess of Zhen's gaze hesitated for a moment, with complex emotions and unsure how to react.
Lin Qingluo grinned mischievously and seized the opportunity to speak: "The Princess of Xijin is both talented and beautiful, only this peerless beauty is worthy of Fourth Brother's unparalleled elegance."
"Enough."