st the strings of the qin. She tilted her head slightly, her hair swaying in the breeze, and then a melody as beautiful as flowing spring water flowed from her fingertips.The melodious sound of the qi...
st the strings of the qin. She tilted her head slightly, her hair swaying in the breeze, and then a melody as beautiful as flowing spring water flowed from her fingertips.The melodious sound of the qi...