Chapter 241: Yiyi, can’t guess

The sky gradually darkened, and lanterns were hung in the corridors of Yun Mansion, but there were still many Sword Sect disciples patrolling inside.

On the balcony of the main hall’s second floor, Yun Yiyi, draped in a cloud-patterned blanket, knelt in front of her favourite ancient qin. With her jade-like fingers, she played melodies that echoed like fairyland pavilions.

Occasionally, she would steal glances at the young man beside her, who was listening to the music. On his cold and handsome face, his deep purple eyes were like beautiful gems, seemingly able to attract …