Pipa music filled the hall like a great sea.0

The person playing the pipa was a famous master musician from the capital. She wasn’t very old, and wore a long white gown. She had a semitransparent veil covering her face, which made her seem even more elegant. Her good looks matched the depth of her music. Because of her skill, it was usually only high officials and noble persons that could afford to hire her. Ordinary mortals would likely never hear her music, and no one could convince her otherwise.0

Today, she had been invited by Princess Anhai and Fourth Prince to play here. All it took was a glance for her to determine who the main guest was. Although guests were important, they didn’t affect her very much. Over the years, she had come to realize that most people who listened to her music didn’t understand it. There were few who did. In fact, perhaps there was only one person.5

To most people, she was just useful as background decoration, nothing more. She was well aware of that fact. And thus, she kept her eyes closed and focused on playing her pipa.0

As her delicate hand swept across the strings, soft music flowed out, apparently telling a story from ancient times.0

The music contained deep and profound meaning that could only be described as moving, and was the perfect accompaniment...0