Lyra Du remained calm and followed Eunuch Jin into the courtyard with Qiu Shui.
In the yard, there is a white plum tree with lush branches and flowers. The trunk is thick and the roots are strong and powerful, extending deep into the soil in the yard.
The faint fragrance of plum blossoms wafted out, and white plum petals fell on the stone table under the tree. There was tea and a guqin on the table, and petals were also spread on the guqin.
This scene rushed into Lyra Du's eyes, and her mind suddenly exploded. A picture floated in front of her: a young girl in a white dress, with her black hair tied behind her head with a simple jade hairpin. She sat gracefully, playing the piano with both hands, and beautiful melodies were flying out of her hands...
The melody was in her mind, very familiar.
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