Three years later…
Jiang Yue sat in front of a crowd with a pipa in hand.
His right hand strum the strings lightly while he looked at the crowd gathered in the tea house.
"Do you want to hear a story?" He asked.
His voice was airy and seemed to resound in everyone's heart, making them unable to resist.
"Yeying, what story will you tell today?" Someone asked.
"I want to listen to the legend of the cowherd and the weaver fairy." A girl said and sighed wistfully.
Several young women echoed her request, but Jiang Yue did not respond. He only smiled and continued to strum his pipa.
"What cowherd and the weaver fairy? We still haven't heard the entire romance of the three kingdoms." Someone argued.
At that, several people started to argue until the music changed, and everyone fell silent.
"Today, I will tell the story of Chang E flying to the moon." Jiang Yue said and caught everyone's attention.
