She died in her prime as the Queen of Song. After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee. Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer. Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true ident.i.ty is enough to make the whole world tremble. She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter&h.e.l.lip; A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.” But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”