The inner courtyard of the Third Prince Mansion.
A location of opulence and grandeur.
Although it is not the main courtyard, every decoration is lavish, and meticulous. Even the maids here are all with pleasing appearances.
At this moment, a melody of the zither emanates from the courtyard, melodious and leisurely.
In a small pavilion at the right rear of the courtyard, a woman in yellow gracefully plays the zither, her long pale fingers plucking the strings.
Four maids attend her side, not daring to utter a word, even restraining their breath.
The woman in yellow is dressed in exquisite palace attire, her hair arranged in a high, towering style, her eyebrows arched, eyes almond-shaped, with delicate nose and cherry lips. Her appearance may not be breathtakingly beautiful, but the charm in her eyes is alluring, her glances truly capable of being described as bewitchingly captivating.
The sound of the zither lingers, finally trailing off.
