Chapter 249: The Perfect "Unknown King"

After the medicine was cool, Xiao Gong drank it in a big gulp, picked up the smallest piece of osmanthus cake and ate it, wrapped the rest, and returned it to Qiao Zhihan again. Qiao Zhihan hesitated, took it happily, and stuck out her tongue without saying anything more. Seeing this, Xiao Gong just smiled gently, as if he was looking at his sister.

Both the crown prince and Murong Shuo saw their interaction, and Murong Shuo turned his head in annoyance. But the prince found it interesting and watched it with relish. And when he saw Murong Shuo's reaction, he remembered what happened last night, smiled, and asked Xiao Luo: "Xiao Luo, you seem to be much better, how did you sleep last night? Why did I get up at night and seem to hear the sound of a flute coming from your room? Do you give a?"

"Ah? yes, young master, the slave does know how to give a. It was the slave's fault that I disturbed the young master last night. Xiao Gong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up and replied. Murong Shuo shouldn't want others to know about last night's incident. And now that Zhihan is also there, I know that she won't mind, but there is a difference between men and women, Murong Shuo saved her, so it's better not to fall into the well.

"You really know how to give a? Didn't you get sick last night? The prince asked. His words also attracted the attention of others, and everyone was curious about Xiao Gong's answer. Although they don't know if there was a flute last night.

"After drinking my husband's medicine, I got a lot better, and I blew it on a whim. When you encounter such a thing, you must have something to comfort yourself. Xiao Gong replied neither humbly nor arrogantly. She had been working against Murong Shuo before, and the prince's questions were still difficult for her.

"That's right. The tune you played last night was very good. I didn't hear it all, though. Others should have a chance to enjoy it, too. Can you blow it again for everyone?" Seeing that the little gong helped Murong Shuo cover it up one by one, the prince went further. He wanted to see when Murong Shuo was going to speak.

"Since the young master is interested. Slaves and maids should make amends for their sins and sacrifices their ugliness. Please wait for a while, and let the slave maid go and bring the flute. Xiao Gong saw that this time she would definitely not be able to escape, so she agreed. It's not that she doesn't know how to blow, so it's good to be generous once.

"Oh, no. You've just taken the medicine, just get someone to go up and get it. The prince stopped the little gong and said. She didn't leave to pretend she was sick.

"Then I'll go, I'm fast. I didn't expect you to be able to blow the flute, I really want to hear it, although I don't know much about music. Qiao Zhihan volunteered.

"Why bother Miss Qiao, you ......?"

"It's okay! I'll go and come back quickly!" Xiao Gong's polite words were interrupted by Qiao Zhihan. ran upstairs directly, and in a few blinks of an eye, she came down with the flute.

However, the look in her eyes when she came back with the flute was very surprised. As soon as the prince saw it, and then saw the flute in her hand, he knew that even she recognized it as Murong Shuo's flute. Luo Zijin saw that it was this pipe, and it was only Murong Shuo's. vaguely understood that it might be Murong Shuo who was playing the flute in the small gong room last night. Although this is a bit inappropriate, it is so fast to see the small gong. It should have been his flute sound that cured her heart disease.

"Little gong, this seems to be my brother's flute, right? Are you sure it's this one? I searched around and found only this flute. Qiao Zhihan couldn't hide what she had to say.

"That's what the gentleman gave to the little gong before. Luo Zijin replied with a smile.

"Yes, the gentleman was able to give away this pipe, so it can be seen that the little gong must have extraordinary ability. It's worthy of this flute. The prince didn't expect that Luo Zijin also knew the origin of this flute, and looked at Murong Shuo in surprise.

"She did blow it well. Murong Shuo finally spoke.

What the prince meant, of course he understood. But when he had to explain. The little gong had already spoken in his place. Although he had no intention of hiding it, Xiao Gong was willing to hide it for him. He didn't mind either. And, he believes. The little gong can hold it.

"Really? I'm going to have to hear it. "The prince rarely sees Murong Shuo praising people, and he was just joking, so he couldn't help but look forward to it seriously.

"yes, yes, blow it. Qiao Zhihan also clapped her hands excitedly.

"The slave and the maid are ugly. Xiao Gong took the flute, bowed his head slightly, and after speaking, he adjusted his breathing and picked up the flute.

However, just as she was about to put the flute to her mouth, she remembered that Murong Shuo had blown it last night, and she suddenly hesitated. Seeing this, Murong Shuo's expression was also a little unnatural. But everyone waited and watched, and Xiao Gong had no choice but to put aside his distracting thoughts, put the flute to his mouth, and between breaths, the mellow and simple sound of the flute slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

"I Don't Know You" was blown to her by Murong Shuo last night. When she came here, she first learned this tune. At the beginning, although she knew every note and every technique, she always felt that something was missing. But this time, she blew very freely, and all the shortcomings were made up, and even she didn't know what it was. But this time, she dared to say that it was true perfection.

At the end of the song, everyone was fascinated. Only Murong Shuo looked at Xiao Gong deeply, his chest was full of excitement, and he understood the shortcomings she had said before. It turned out that he said that there were no flaws before, and that was because he never knew what true perfection was. Now, he understood. It's just that he is different from Xiaogong, and he doesn't understand what is added to make this piece perfect.

"Well, it's exactly like last night!" the prince applauded. However, he applauded for the fact that the small gong really has such a high level. was able to blow the tune that Murong Shuo had blown again. He was very sure that the person who blew last night was Murong Shuo. Although they blew the same, but the mark that belonged to Murong Shuo alone, he would not admit it wrong.

"Exactly the same? Murong Shuo couldn't help but say. How is it possible, the little gong is blown perfectly. It is impossible for the prince not to hear the difference.

"It's exactly the same, it's just the same. The prince replied seriously. What's wrong with Murong Shuo, why did he have objections to what she bragged?

"But....... last night she was sick, and her mood must be different from now. Murong Shuo couldn't say it explicitly, so he could only ask hintly.

"The mood is different, but the essence of the song is the same. The crown prince understood Murong Shuo's question, but he didn't understand why he asked like this. But he replied with a serious taste.

"I see. When Murong Shuo heard this answer, he realized that he had inadvertently made up for the shortcomings of Xiaogong in this song last night. It's just that at that time, he didn't know it. But now, he still doesn't understand what made up for his previous shortcomings. (To be continued.) )