Chapter 251.1: Grant a Song (2/2)

That made sense.

Tang Doudou nodded, then looked towards the sea ahead as well.

The place they were heading to was where the Seven Great Saint Tribes were.

There were people everywhere on the continent. Even Tree Valley wasn’t good enough as to be completely sealed off, so the Seven Great Saint Tribes had no choice but to retreat to the sea.

That expanse of close islands were several thousand meters away from Ocean City and very hard for an ordinary person to reach.

Although the boat wasn’t very big, it was quite sturdy and broke through the water very quickly. From the looks of it, if no storms showed up, they’d be able to reach that island soon.

Perhaps Baili Yu noticed that Tang Doudou was bored, because he took out a guqin from the hold of the boat. At first glance, it seemed rather similar to Mountain’s Clouds, but when one looked more closely, one would find that the craftsmanship was much more delicate than Mountain’s Clouds. The guqin was completely ice blue and didn’t look to be made of wood. On the contrary, it resembled glass a lot.

There were no strings on it but light seemed to be flowing on its surface. Hanging off the end was a string of white feathers that fluttered beautifully in the sea breeze.

Tang Doudou had been too focused on talking earlier and didn’t notice that this guqin was here at all. However, Baili Yu immediately attracted her attention when he took it out.

He smiled towards her, then placed the guqin over his knees. He spread out his arms, then slowly placed his hands on the guqin.

Then, somehow, white strings formed from the top to connect to the end of the guqin. There weren’t a lot, only three strings.

Tang Doudou was confused. This instrument looked like a guqin, but didn’t seem to be one.

Seeming to know that she was wondering about this, Baili Yu said, “The name of this guqin is Seep.”

Before she could ask anymore, he started playing.

In order to test the sound in this open environment, he first played a very clear, resounding note. Following that, his fingers flew and the sound of the guqin flowed out like water.

Tang Doudou’s eyes lit up. Baili Yu’s skill was way better than Qing Moran’s. Although there wasn’t that enchanting feeling Mountain’s Clouds gave off, she still couldn’t help but be captivated by the sound.

By the time she came back to her senses, the music had already stopped. Baili Yu was looking at her with his head slightly tilted. “Did Wife like it?”

Tang Doudou originally wanted to blurt out that she liked it, but though this music was pleasant, it kept reminding her of what she saw that night. She couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

“Actually, I like singing better than guqin music!” A crafty light flashed through Tang Doudou’s eyes.

Baili Yu was surprised. “Singing?”

Then he recalled the way she had been cursing on that particular morning. Her last sentence was that she knew how to sing?

When his thoughts got to this point, he started to look forward to it a little. She never praised herself, but she had repeated brought up this matter, so how could he not be curious?

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