Xie Jue was so busy he felt dizzy. When he returned to the backyard, Fang Chuning was lying on a Noble Consort chair under a tree, humming a tune. The mottled sunlight fell on him, as if coating him with a layer of soft light. Xie Jue's heart gradually calmed down, no longer hearing the noise and clamor from the courtroom earlier.
Fang Chuning seemed to be in a good mood.
"What tune is this? I haven't heard you sing it before?"
Fang Chuning, delighted at the sound, smiled and said, "I heard it sung at Lu Liu Villa, learned it after hearing it once. Impressive, right?"
"Is that the song your maids sang while boating and picking lotuses with you?"
"…No!" Fang Chuning flatly denied, "I heard it from the kids in the mansion. It's a children's song from Yangzhou."
