"Yes, yes!"
Little Wukong and Chu Lange were the most enthusiastic, eagerly clapping their hands.
Afterward, everyone except Chu Youning lay on the roof, gazing leisurely at the stars, ready to listen to her performance.
She vanished from everyone's sight in a flash, made a show of leaving for a few moments, then returned with a suona conveniently in her hands.
After she tested a note, the suona's melody drifted out. The first few notes sounded like intermittent birdsong, before turning festive and lilting.
When the imperial relatives, who were thoroughly enjoying their drinks, heard that familiar sound, the Marquis Who Guards the Nation was the first to pause.
"That girl Yu'er is playing the suona again? Today's tune is quite good, though. It twists and turns like birdsong, so cheerful. It's a perfect accompaniment to the happy occasion of her return to the palace."
"It is quite good. At last, it hasn't sent a chill down my back today."
Chu Wenzong nodded in agreement.
It was Wu Qingyuan's first time hearing her daughter play the suona, and on such a quiet night, its sound could carry through the entire Imperial Palace.
In a burst of enthusiasm, she climbed onto the roof of Cining Palace as well.
The cheerful melody put everyone in a good mood.
Until...
After listening for quite a while, Little Wukong felt he had gotten the hang of it and stealthily pulled a miniature suona from inside his robe.
Toot, toot!
A piercing sound rang out without warning.
Then...
He became utterly absorbed in playing a tune he believed he had learned by ear, convinced that a little casual blowing would make him sound just like his aunt.
The cheerful melody and chaotic racket instantly tangled together. Those lying on the roof were the first to