"You want me to seduce the Crown Prince? Why are you crying now that I've entered the pala

Chapter 95 Playing the Qin for Her
Seeing that the Seventh Prince's hand was being held and he couldn't shake it off, Eunuch Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the palace servants and guards around him to slowly retreat, leaving space for the two of them.

"I am fine."

Looking at the gentle and lovely face of the girl in front of him, Chu Jiang tried his best to control his emotions, not wanting to scare her away.

Even though he was trying, his hands kept clenching and unclenching, his chest heaved, and his expression wasn't very natural.

Qin Su knew this was a sign of an impending illness, and if she didn't intervene and distract herself in time, it would eventually flare up.

She tightened her grip on the man's hand slightly, drawing his attention: "Really? But you didn't smile at all~"

The girl spoke softly, chatting with him as she looked around, her beautiful eyes searching for something helpful.

Suddenly, Qin Su's eyes lit up as she saw a palace servant walking towards her carrying something in the distance.

She gently tugged at the tyrant's long, slender fingers: "Look what's that?"

Chu Jiang's attention had been focused on the soft little hand that was clenching his fingers. When she asked him a question, he glanced at it casually and then, though belated, his sharp tongue still came through: "Can't you even see the zither? How can you be so stupid?"

The little girl paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, yes, you're the smartest!"

After saying that, she let go of his hand and walked forward.

Chu Jiang didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing her leave, he instinctively pulled her back: "What did you say?"

Qin Su blinked and looked at him innocently: "I didn't say anything. I was just praising you for being smart."

"is it?"

Chu Jiang sneered, gritting his teeth as he pinched her soft, tender face: "Is that a compliment? You're clearly..."

However, before he could finish his threatening words, a peanut candy was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

He was stunned.

The little girl gave a sly and adorable smile: "I secretly took it from the kitchen, is it delicious?"

Chu Jiang didn't speak, but his teeth crunched away on their own, smelling delicious and tasting good. This instantly dispelled his irritable and angry emotions that he had nowhere to vent.

He felt much calmer.

Then, without saying a word, he let go of the little girl's hand and turned to leave.

He almost strangled her.

He didn't want to see her become like everyone else, hating him; he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

He's not a normal person, he knows that.

No one would want to strangle the girl they like, even if she's sick.

But Chu Jiang ultimately failed to leave, because this time, the little girl grabbed his arm after he took a few steps: "Where are you going?"

Chu Jiang didn't turn around: "Let go."

Qin Su didn't let go, her tone a little aggrieved: "I've waited for you all day, can't you spend some time with me?"

The girl's pitiful tone gently touched the man's heart, causing him to soften his struggle slightly.

Chu Jiang closed his eyes, turned around, and looked at her coldly: "Let go."

The little girl let go of his hand, a little embarrassed. As her eyes darted around, she saw a palace servant approach and bow: "Can you play the zither?"

Chu Jiang saw it too, and frowned, showing a look of disgust: "No."

"That's it..."

To everyone's surprise, the simple answer brought a look of disappointment to the little girl's face: "I thought you could... It's okay, you don't need to worry about it. I was just asking casually, I definitely didn't mean for you to play for me, don't misunderstand..."

Just as Chu Jiang's cold smile curled up, and he was about to say to her, "Even if you beg me, I won't play for you," he heard the little girl mutter to herself:
"Brother Xie said he would teach me, so I'd like to ask him again..."

"return!"

A man's gloomy, icy voice suddenly rang out, causing the palace servants who had already risen to leave to pause: "Does Your Highness have any further instructions?"
-
The zither, which had been in the hands of a palace maid, now fell into the tyrant's arms. The man's long, slender, and fair fingers swept across it, producing a clear and resonant sound.

This is a zither that has just been tuned by court musicians; it is in its best condition.

Chu Jiang, carrying his zither, sat down wherever he could, displaying a free and unrestrained demeanor reminiscent of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

With seemingly light but actually powerful strokes, an ancient love song flowed from her fingertips.

The man's sharp, intelligent eyes were lowered, his expression was nonchalant, and he seemed to be enveloped in light.

When he began to play the zither, all the palace servants outside the hall stopped.

All eyes were on him, but he didn't care at all.

Because that exceptionally talented Crown Prince was a renowned genius, Chu Jiang disdained to engage in refined pursuits like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

He doesn't want to be "similar" to him at all.

But the moment his fingers touched the strings, the hazy memories gradually became clear, and his fingers moved on their own. No matter how strange and complicated the fingering was, it became simple for him.
He was just dismissive, not incapable.

When the song ended, he deliberately looked up at the little girl who had angered him, only to find her gaze burning with surprise and admiration as she looked at him, as if he were the only light in the world.

The man, who had been so smug, suddenly became somewhat paralyzed.

He was captivated by the tenderness in her eyes, knowing he shouldn't become obsessed, yet unable to break free.

"Wow! You are amazing!"

Qin Su finally uttered those words, her eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

Chu Jiang's Adam's apple bobbed; he wanted to look away, but couldn't bear to.

"you try."

He finally spoke, and that was the sentence he uttered.

The little girl paused for a moment, then instinctively waved her hand in refusal: "No, I can't... ah."

Before she could finish refusing, the man grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. His long, slender fingers held her small, white hand, which was the perfect size for him to easily envelop in his palm.

Chu Jiang held the girl's fingers and plucked the strings of the zither.

When the smooth, melodious piano music began, the girl's eyes lit up.

She slowly let go of all resistance and was led by him to play.

Emperor Wen was initially hesitant about whether to enter, but as he was about to leave, he was drawn in by the sound of a zither coming from the Eastern Palace and couldn't resist going in anyway.

He encountered palace servants bowing on the way, but they stopped him by raising their hands.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the man bowing his head, gently teaching the girl to play the piano.

This overly heartwarming and beautiful scene left even the emperor speechless:

Is this still the same rebellious son who could infuriate him with just a few words?
He then turned his gaze to the girl he was holding in his arms. He could only see her profile, but she was very gentle and docile.

It's pretty much as I imagined. Old Seven's volatile temper needs to be dealt with gently.

Emperor Wen stood there for a while, but ultimately did not go in to disturb them, and quietly left with his entourage.

Chu Jiang seemed to sense something, but did not turn around.

He didn't let go of her until he finished playing a piece with the little fool, deliberately ignoring the soft, cloud-like body in his arms.

"Wow, that's amazing! I almost thought I could play it myself!"

The little girl looked at him with bright eyes: "Can you teach me again tomorrow?"

He scoffed and pushed the person away from his embrace: "Dream on!"