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Rosvisser glanced at the phonograph, then stood and headed toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Leon asked from behind.

While slipping on her outdoor slippers, the queen replied, "If you want to use music for prenatal education, relying solely on a phonograph won't do. There's no artistic merit to it."

"Are you saying the phonograph lacks artistic merit, or that our human classic pieces have none?" General Leon was exceptionally skilled at picking fights.

"Hmph, idiot. Today, I'll show you the taste of dragonkind."

Leon smirked. "Fine, let me see what you're made of, dragon lady."

Five minutes later, the couple arrived at the music room of the sanctuary.

Even after living here for five or six years, Leon wasn't very familiar with this place.@@novelbin@@

Unlike Rosvisser’s private study or their bedroom, this music room was rarely locked, but it also seemed seldom used. Even Rosvisser herself hardly ever played the instruments stored there.