The sound of flute was flowing through the wind, carrying every note and melody with it. Ouyang Xueqing closed her eyes as she let herself immersed into the harmonious sound her lips and fingers' produced.
The wind around her was breezy and light as it swayed her light blue dress, her slender figure was a sight to behold on top of the roof of Royal Palace.
She let the sun and wind kissed her body freely as she played to her heart's content. The feelings she poured along the melody was so beautiful that it tugged on one's heartstring, making one unable to pull away.
Deep inside her soul, there was a kind of feeling, a kind of emotion that was suppressed. She had been yearning for something, for somebody, yet she didn't know what that is.
So, the only thing she could do to relieve herself of the frustration was to let the flute sang for her.
Let the melody ran along the wind as it carried her whole feeling away.
"You're still playing, Princess?"
