Chapter 199: Lute Musician Xu Zi
<i>Twang!</i>
The resounding sound of the lute string quivered in the air.
At the beginning, the notes resounded one at a time, before gradually ovepping by twos and threes.
Right now, Xu Zis lute was the only instrument supposedly being yed as of the moment, but it sounded to Yui Mei as if she was backed up by several apanists behind her.
The wooden pick that Xu Zi was holding violently plucked the strings of the lute, and it was unbelievable that she had only recently suffered from pain in her hands.
Moreover, her hands shouldnt be ablet to endure the way she fiercely yed.
It was as if she was ying without any regard to consequences.
So this is the Lute Musician Xu Zi
Yui Mei muttered, lost in the music of the lute, then before she knew it, tears were already streaming down her cheeks.
<i>So this is the kind of person she is</i>
Yui Mei was once again reminded with such gusto that Xu yed the lute not for herself, much less for the guests who listened to her.
Xu mustve passionately yed for her family when she lived with them.
And when she fell in love, she mustve yed with that person in mind.
The emotions carried within each note tickled the hearts of those who listen to it, invoking the feelings thaty deep within the hearts of the listeners, shaking them up in the form of empathy.
That was why the sound of her lute was so powerful it could sway the hearts of the people who heard it.
And now, Xu was passionately ying her lute to convey that she loved her beloved with all her soul.
The current Yui Mei didnt have the emotions that could sufficiently rte to Xus feelings.
<i>How envious, how painful her life must have been</i>
Yui Mei was so immersed that she even forgot to wipe her overflowing tears, while Du sighed as he listened beside her.
Hmm, the vor of the sound of her lute has deepened again, huh. Things like good or bad techniques are all but trivial matters to her. Shes truly a naturally gifted lute musician.
Du narrowed his eyes.
Naturally gifted lute musician.
Yui Mei repeated his words as if savoring them.
She had believed that geniuses and gifted people simply meant they had superior skills and ability as a person who walked the same path as them.
However, it wasnt true.
If this was the so-called innate ability, or naturally gifted, then it would be a power bestowed by the heavens and cannot be measured by other peoples sense of value.
Even the criminal courtesan Jiang she mustve been an excellent lute yer, but she wouldnt be able to escape theparison with Xu.
For Jiang, it could only be said she was in the wrong period of time.
Still, she couldve gone her way without being corrupted; a sin was still a sin.
Yui Mei also had another thought.
<i>Just what part of this ceremony is a funeral rite, I wonder?</i>
Who could ever travel peacefully to the underworld after listening to such a soulful, yearning song?
Despite Xus earlier words of sending him off, her music carried her obsession; it sounded as if she was trying to pull her lover out of the underworld no matter what it would take, even if he had already set foot there.
Yui Mei was actually tempted to say that this funeral rites is nothing but a sham.
Xu probably didnt even believe that her beloved had already passed away, but it sounded as if she gave up after battling against the feeling of not being able to give him up while trying toe to terms about the facts written on paper. Her heart had been exhausted.
Not a single person uttered anything. Everyone was shrouded in silence as they listened to Xus spirited lute performance, quietly observing where this situation would lead.
Come now, look over there.
Yui Mei also noticed it at that same moment when Du called out to her and gestured to a certain ce.
She saw Dong, who was standing next to Ming, fell down amidst the group of soldiers quietly standing.