An illusory voice echoes deep within Ye Yinzhu, its tone melancholic, yet clear. This fluctuating emotion seems to be subtly expressing itself through a marvelous melody.
"I am a pearl in the Divine Hand, in God's hands, I have reincarnated for five hundred years.
Five hundred years ago, people called me Ming Zhu. I was a girl named Lan Mingzhu.
At the age of eighteen, I fell in love with a man named Qin Zhi. He was twenty years older than me, but I still liked him without any hesitation. I remember one morning, the sun was shining brightly, and I was chasing a lovely white-feathered sparrow into a maple forest. Then, I heard the sound of a zither, clear and melodious - as calm as a placid stream, the enchanting music!
