The sound of Guqin disappeared once the spice burned itself out.
Yun Xiangxiang turned her head aside. She saw Song Mian sitting behind the Guqin where its sound came from.
It was the most ancient seven-stringed Guqin. Yun Xiangxiang didn't know anything about it. However, she did play in a lot of ancient-era dramas in her previous life. Sometimes they would hire a professional to perform. Of course, it would be pre-recorded sometimes.
Yun Xiangxiang didn't feel that it was appropriate to judge it since she knew nothing. However, Song Mian's performance was magical. It made the listeners relax unconsciously.
Yun Xiangxiang felt that Song Mian playing the Guqin and Master Song burning the spices might possibly be the best treatment they could give. Perhaps it was even the first time they did it.
They finally had the flower feast in the Song Family's manor at noon. Yun Xiangxiang was dazzled when the dishes were served.