,' and even have one's own understanding, proves that Your Lordship is indeed a person with great talent."Speaking of this, Zhou Ping'an patted Zhou Changshou on the shoulder and smiled: "Just right,...Chapter 233: Serve Him A Longer Sleep

Su Jinpa's eyes widened.

This scene wasn't just her who was stunned.

Even Cui Zhu, who usually served her, was dumbfounded.

When had she ever seen her young mistress being teased like this

"Still looking You're asking for death"

A sinister voice came from beside Cui Zhu.

However, he saw that the Three Treasures was standing with his back to the prince and Su Jinpa, leaning his head towards Cui Zhu and muttering in a low voice.

Cuizhu was not convinced.

In the General's Mansion, besides the master being imposing and frightening, even the eldest son wouldn't dare to reprimand his own.

...a gloomy old eunuch would actually scold me like that...

Turning her back on the two, Cuizhu said unhappily, “Who are you How dare you lecture me!”

Sanzhao let out a sinister smile and said, "Dongchang, Factory Master."

These four words caused Cui Zhu's pretty face to turn pale with fright.

Even though she grew up in the General's Mansion, and was sheltered from the world, Cuijzhu knew that the Dongchang was a terrifying place. The Factory Master... even shouting on the street could stop a child from crying at night.

"You!!!"

Unaware that her maid was about to be frightened to tears, Su Jinpa felt shame and indignation at this moment. She retracted her hand like an electric shock, stared wide-eyed at Li Chen, and said with anger and humiliation: "How can you be so unrestrained!"

Shifting his body to find a more comfortable position, Li Chen remained half-closed eyed, completely ignoring Su Jinpa's anger and shame. He lazily said, "Forget it, play me a song."

"No!" Su Jinpa was furious and refused without hesitation.

"Hmm"

Li Chen raised his eyelids and looked at Su Jinpa.

Su Jinpa gathered her courage and met Li Chen's gaze.

But this courage, just vanished after a moment.

As if realizing she couldn't argue with Li Chen, Su Jinpa resignedly got up and walked to the piano, coldly asking, "What do you want to hear"

"Play a piece of 'Hujia Eighteen Beats' for me," Li Chen said languidly.

Su Jinpa pondered for a moment, her emerald-green fingers gently pressed against the strings of the qin. She tilted her head slightly, her hair swaying in the breeze, and then a melody as beautiful as flowing spring water flowed from her fingertips.

The melodious sound of the qin, coupled with the snowy landscape, created a unique and enchanting atmosphere. Li Chen felt drowsy yet entranced by the beauty of the music, which gently soothed his emotions and weariness, releasing them slowly but surely.

"The west wind blows upon the old Dongting Lake, and a night's worth makes many more white hairs for the Lady of Xiang. After drinking, one knows not where heaven ends and water begins, and dreams of purity fill the boat, pressing down on the Milky Way."

Li Chen's murmur, like a whisper, reached Su Jinpa's ears clearly.

Her eyes sparkled.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Li Chen.

But I saw Li Chen lying on the reclining chair with his eyes closed, as if he was already asleep.

That face lacked the domineering and profound aura of when it was awake, instead appearing softer and more genuine.

When he was awake, he was the high and mighty imperial prince, but it seemed only now that he was Li Chen.

> “If you set aside your status and methods, your talent truly surpasses all of Qin.”

Chewing on the phrase "drunkard unaware of heaven in water, a full boat of dreams pressing down upon the starry river," Su Jinpa let out a light sigh. He carried with him the melancholy of a woman's first love, mingled with the regret and wistfulness of a wandering swordsman. The music from his qin grew two points more melancholic.

Neither did he know how long it had been, but as the music ended, Su Jinpa looked up to see his father and elder brother standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

She stood up, lifted her skirt, and walked to Su Zhen's side. Su Jinpa greeted him, "Father."

Su Zhen Ting glanced at Li Chen, who was still sleeping in the courtyard. He whispered, “You go back. Take care of His Highness and let him sleep a little longer. He’s too tired.”

Su Jin raised an eyebrow, almost exploding with anger.

How dare you suggest His Highness should sleep in longer!

What kind of service are you expecting!shows how dire the situation on the battlefield is for the Qin army.As I watched, the morale and spirit of our troops continued to decline steadily, and casualties soared.And then look at the Liao arm...