Infinitely Exquisite Casebook in the Mirror of Music

My name is Xiyue, an ordinary Kunqu opera singer. That day, when the sleeves were flying, a powerful person in the audience was suddenly assassinated. In the panic, I ran into a pair of deep eyes - it was Prince Ning. His fingertips pressed against my lips to signal for silence, but there was a calmness in his eyes that was inconsistent with the panic around me. That glance, like the unfinished fold of a Kunqu opera, entangled itself in my heart.