Chapter 72 Part 7 - : Stunning (1/2)

Aaaaannnnddd, nope, Jiang Li still hasn’t played in this part XD. She will in the next part, author can’t drag it any longer.

Just when the boy with the red scarf was about to step forward to remind Jiang Li, without any warning, Jiang Li suddenly opened her mouth.

“At the beginning of the month, glorious flowers unfolded in the young woods. Lovers playing in springtime, fair lady pulled a gauze garment.”

This was a folk song, Jiang Li’s singing voice wasn’t the usual Yanjing accent. It was more like a dialect from some other place, carrying a lively atmosphere.

“What is this?” Jiang You Yao asked Ji Shuran.

Ji Shuran shook her head, she had never heard this before as well.

“It sounds like a folk song from somewhere,” Second branch’s Lu-shi ‘s eyes brightened: “Probably Li girl learned this from the people in the mountain when she was at the nunnery?”

It’s actually possible.

Jiang Li wasn’t affected in the slightest and still didn’t pluck the string to play, merely sat before the guqin, singing a totally unfamiliar folk song to the people present.

“Green lotus conceal the crystal-clear water, the hibiscus fresh and red. The youth see and wish to pick me, my heart wishes for the lotus.”

Her voice was melodious and clear, soft and tender, limpid like the water in a creek that had not been discovered by men, serene yet brisk. Following the spring sun, the spread of snow began to flow in a gurgle, carrying sunlight and morning dew, the morning glow and evening wind.

It was like a lotus picking girl meeting her sweetheart for the first time. The ignorant affection between a young boy and a young girl sprouted and was on the verge of rapidly growing into lush trees with fragrant flowers.

“Autumn wind enters through the window, gathering the fluttering screen. Raising one’s head to look at the bright moon, sending feelings a thousand miles away.”

That young girl was engrossed in her lover’s smile, sending her joyful and gentle sentiments through the moonlight. She was indeed simple and cute. Although she was originally happy, love also made her worry.

The feeling of love was really good; love made everything lovely, let people forget the brief springtime and summertime. Autumn was coming and soon it would be winter.

She sang: “In the past, the spring grass was green, but now it is full of snow. Who yearns for suffering, black hair turning white.”1