The rain was still streaming down outside of the window. The misty fogs remained vast and indistinct.

In the mountains, only the moving and beautiful sounds of the lute could be heard, like a song of the angels.

Dongfang Jingyue was in front of the window while holding her red lute. Her slender fingers gently jumped back and forth on top of the strings and played the “Sleep in the Rain” tune, bewildering people.

“In the calm evening, the chaotic fogs flew everywhere~ Suddenly woken up from a tranquil sleep, it was the misty wind under the moon again~ Strolling leisurely under the vague starlight~ The queen of the night in the lonely desolace, the temple in the north lasting forever~ Crystal clear drop after drop came down with the sweet fragrance of the rain~ The flowers were silenced, and he still had not slept~”

The sound of the lute was wonderful, but her singing voice was even more charming!

Feng Feiyun’s eyes became blurry and his deep black pupils became more drowsy. His head became heavy as if he wanted to fall deep asleep within this song.

The “Sleep in the Rain” was a song that hypnotized the will of others!

Dongfang Jingyue was softly singing while gazing at Feng Feiyun, who was gradually passing out. Her alluring...