The Whispered Woes of Carter Chapter 20

A clear moonlit night, Su Mansion.

A few spoonfuls of incense were added to the beast stove, and strands of green smoke slowly rose and dispersed. Sawyer Su tightened the strings of the paulownia harp and plucked a few syllables at random, which sounded like a spring. He stood quietly in front of the rhombus table for a moment, and sighed softly: "It's late at night, Your Excellency came uninvited, but is there something wrong?"

Suddenly there was a rustling sound outside the house, and the carved window was slowly pushed open from the outside. A laughing voice asked, "If you say you are here to pick flowers, what would you do?"

The moonlight slanted across the temples of a man who was staying in the room. He hooked his white fingers on the window frame, leaned against the window sill, and looked over with a smile on his face.

Sawyer Su walked to the window and looked at him in silence for a long time: "...Why is it you?"