After Wei Yuewu plucked the strings, she stopped and sighed softly!

Jin Ling, who was at the side, had already understood her intention and asked, "Miss, what's wrong? Is this qin not good?"

"This qin reminds me of my mother!" Wei Yuewu lowered her eyes and said in a low voice. However, the hall was so empty and her voice could be heard even by people outside.

Beside the door, Wen Tianyao waved his hand, motioning the people behind him to stop. ...