The woman in the phoenix dress let out a sigh. She really didn’t like this lively scene. In particular, Wang Lin’s gaze made her feel a stab of pain in her heart, and not even she knew why this was happening.

However, every time she tried to think about it, she just felt more confused.

She gently got up and a shadow immediately appeared behind her and handed her a cup of wine. It floated behind her as she walked out of the palace, went into the crowded square, and made her way toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was sitting there with his head lowered. In this short period of time, he had drunk seven or eight jugs of wine. He looked up at the woman standing before him and his eye seemed to become blurry again.

“You…” The woman looked at Wang Lin and was about to speak.

“Do you know how to play the zither…” Wang Lin asked bitterly. After he spoke, he shook his head and laughed at himself. He picked up the wine jug and touched the wine cup in the woman’s hand. He drank the entire jug and then turned into...