The women lined up, each one holding tassels of all shapes and sizes, in colours both bright and dull to the eye. They were loud and noisy as they queued up in the large courtyard, arguing with each other and gossiping loudly. There seemed to be a beautiful maiden from every part of the world, all clutching the tassels for their dear lives. In the corner sat a few older women, selling refreshments to the young girls who stood baking in the sun.
A young girl with large brown eyes, holding a green and gold tassel walked disappointedly down the stairs and through the noisy crowd as the next girl eagerly made her way up.
"How was it?" She asked nervously and full of anticipation. "What did he say?"
The girls eyes filled with tears and her little fists curled.
"He said it wasn't the right tassel!" She angrily cried out. "I am the girl with the flute, I swear! I am his true love..." But by the time she was finished lamenting the girl had already pranced up the stairs and through the door to where Lan Zhan sat quietly at a table.
The room was completely bare besides for the low white table and Lan Zhan's pillow. On the table there was a pouch, secured shut and the girl breathed deeply as she courageously stepped forward.
"I am the girl with the flute!" She announced, trying to speak as seductively as possible, her face flushed red from excitement and hope.
Lan Zhan was the man of her dreams, the Jade Prince himself. He was young and beautiful and the tales of his bravery and strength preceded his journeys. There was not a young girl that didn't wish to be wed to the handsome boy and not a ghoul who quake from fear when his name was mention.
The great Lan Zhan.
She blushed again and bit her lips to stop her from screaming from the tension. If only Lan Zhan would look up at her, her carefully painted face and self embroidered dress, he would forget about the other women, the one with the flute and fall for her instead.
But instead Lan Zhan just glanced calmly at her tassel, a moment later shaking his head. She was not the one. The girl was escorted out despite her overly loud protests.
A month ago, if someone had told Lan Zhan he would be head over heels for someone he never met, he'd have silenced the person by cutting their tongue out. But that all changed two weeks ago and since then, his life had turned into a whirlwind of meeting countless girls, all wishing to be the one he desired.
Until the grand ball.
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The Flute Player
RomanceLan Zhan wants to find the beautiful person playing the flute on his roof on the night of the ball. But the only thing he saw was the tassel on the flute. A Lan Zhan x Wei Ying shortstory. Wei Ying is Cinderella!
