C753 The calculation of the eastern emperor

Not only did Cong Rong sit in the middle of the pavilion, she even had a guzheng by her side. Intermittent music drifted over from the center of the lake, sometimes hurried, sometimes melodious, sometimes light, and sometimes changing constantly, making it difficult to fathom.

I was about to go over, but at this moment, White Crystal extended her hand and said