Zither

Hearing that there was no more noise coming from the rockery, the chief eunuch subconsciously looked over and saw that Xue Wufu was running around like a monkey again, jumping over excitedly with a big flag on his shoulder, making him sweat uncontrollably. 

This energy was really…

"D*mned girl! Stinky girl!" Before Xue Wufu could be seen, he could already be heard.

Fu Ying felt a headache when she heard this voice. She held her forehead in pain.

A head palace maid quickly stepped forward and gently massaged Fu Ying's temples.

Fu Ying leaned there and felt much better.

"Listen up, stinky girl, Zheng and the others are useless. I haven't even played for a while and they're defeated." Once Xue Wufu jumped into the pavilion, he didn't care if he was sweating or not. He sat down on the couch and even crossed his legs, carrying the big flag on his shoulder.