East Court.

Listening to the mournful flute, Yan Mor Calamity's eyes flashed with heartache and self-blame.

He hurt her after all ...

North Park.

"Who is this playing the flute?"

Suddenly there came the sound of a flute, and Gin Spun stopped moving and listened carefully.

Painted Mian bristled, "Who else is there, in addition to our princess, there is only that ghost princess in this royal residence?"

Speaking of Liang Sheng, a flash of jealousy ...