War at the Border (1)

It didn't take long for Long Qian Xing to finish playing the song. He looked at Nan Hua with a faint smile.

"You played well, Brother Long."

"Do you like it, Hua'er?" Long Qian Xing asked slowly.

Nan Hua nodded. It was a comforting song that suited many people. Because of the beautiful melody and the gentle notes. Not many people wouldn't be captivated with this beautiful song.

"I'll play the zither along with you in the future, Brother Long," Nan Hua promised.

Long Qian Xing arched his eyebrows. He knew Nan Hua learned zither but he didn't know how well she played. This song was a bit difficult to play because it contained several fast and slow notes that interchanged.

"Okay, I'll give you the notes in the future."

Nan Hua hummed.

She had memorized the notes in the past, so she could play the song well even without him giving her any notes.

But Nan Hua said nothing.