Inside the Spring Garden, the sound of the ancient zither tinkled, and a group of female scholars were immersed in the flowing sound of the music like a babbling stream.
The sudden sound of the suona even made the usually composed Ninth Prince's zither strings pause for an instant.
The sound came drifting from Wangyue Pavilion, and all the other female students started to murmur in their hearts.
"Who is so blind as to play the suona during an examination?"
"It's not like it's a funeral; this person is bound to fail spectacularly."
Feng Xiangxue's expression was displeased, silently cursing that the female student was truly crude.
One must know that among the world's many instruments, the suona is indeed an instrument, but difficult to present in refined company, not to mention the female scholars; nobody wanted to touch that thing.
