Everyone's eyes soon gathered on Princess Ye Siyu of Dajin Country.
Due to the veil she wore, her face was obscured from view, but just from the spirit and beauty of her eyes, one could tell she was undoubtedly a stunning beauty.
Zhao Letian also glanced over, but quickly averted his gaze and closed his eyes to meditate.
Although a beautiful woman was pleasant to look at and could be delightful, he was not in the mood to admire beauty at the moment.
"Clang!"
Just then, Princess Ye Siyu, without uttering a word, stretched out her delicate, fair hand and gently plucked the strings of her instrument, producing a sound as enchanting as the music of the heavens.
"What a magnificent zither!"
Someone couldn't help but exclaim.
As soon as the zither music began, it stirred the emotions, indicating that the ancient zither in Ye Siyu's hands was certainly no ordinary instrument and must have an extraordinary origin.
