Chapter 14: The Young Gentleman from the House of Sun (1/2)

Chapter 14: The Young Gentle and Old Shang were gaping their e

“Miss, when did you learn how to play the zither so well?”

Chen Rong fell silent

“I learned it in a drea for the’s voice dropped low in an order: “Do not let this be known If anyone asks, tell the the zither afterand Old Shang looked at each other

They had lived their entire life in the s – they were uneducated Despite finding what Chen Rong said difficult to believe, they could not come up with any other answers

“Aye,finally said Next to hiorously

They stopped thinking about it altogether in their sih she had divine intervention Perhaps she really did learn the zither in a dreae and told them: “If anyone comes to see me, tell them I’m asleep”

“Aye, ain

They had gone for nearly tendust was sent scattering in the air by the treading horseshoes From the middle, one could not see the front and back

After Chen Rong played her song, she quietly stayed inside her carriage and did not make another appearance In thewere also politely rejected by Old Shang and Nurse Ping

At first, the aggravated ladies of the wang and Yu houses were ready to pick a fight with her Even if they were not better than her at the zither, they ought to be able to cos And even if they could not co her arts As long as she showed up, they’d have a way to win at least once

They weren’t expecting Chen Rong to go to bed and nevertroop suddenly ca drew her curtain and whispered an inquiry: “What’s wrong?”

“I’ll go see,” replied Old Shang

He returned thirtyto Chen Rong: “We’ve run into a branch of the Sun clan It appears they have encountered bandits on the way here Most adults have died, only a young master and so finished than a coe was driving up to theany wood hinted at the extravagance it once bore At the any was scarred with sword traces

Sitting in the driver’s position was a boy of fifteen He had a pair of bright eyes, a straight nose, presently tightly drawn lips, and an exhausted expression

Even so, his back was raht, his outfit hite and clean, and only his hair was slightly wind-blown

wang Wulang was frowning as he said to the boy: “Sir, let a servant drive the carriage If you don’t entleman shook his head, “No need,” and offered no ged his lips to say: “This is our Qilang’s idea Sir, there’s no need to be unneighborly”

This tiave no reply

Unable to sway hiesture and ordered his carriage to return to the front

The young lad reached Chen Rong’s carriage shortly after, es were side by side

The tea Master,” a hoarse voice was heard fro? Better to let gling to get up