Chapter 872: The Emperor Loves to Listen to Stories from the Palace (83)
But I happened to see the corner of the lips of the first word, which seemed to be quickly and faintly hooked.
He immediately chuckled and nodded: "Since it is Empress Wei's own request, how can Lone not be respectful and obey his fate." ”
With that, the man turned around.
Carrying the bright white moonlight on his back, as if he had a finger, he raised his eyebrows slightly at the little guy who was staring at him blankly.
Suddenly, he turned his handsome face slightly, and ordered the shadow guards behind him, "Take down Empress Wei." ”
"Yes!"
The shadow guards instantly pulled out their shackles.
But just as she was about to put it on Wei Hongling, the woman shouted violently: "Wait a minute!" ”
The first resignation was a blow on both shoulders.
didn't look back, only smiled lightly, and said indifferently: "Please speak." ”
However, Wei Hongling did not continue to speak.
Seeing this, Xiang Xing was a little curious in his heart, and couldn't help tilting his head slightly, his eyes looked past the man in front of him, and looked at the woman in the atrium.
I saw Wei Hongling squint her beautiful eyes, smiled elegantly, and took out a verdant jade flute from her waist.
Then, while putting the jade flute to his mouth, he spoke indistinctly towards the back of the first word.
"Before the palace is captured, can the palace play another hometown tune and break some obsessions?"
The first word did not hesitate, only raised his hand and waved it back lightly to show his convenience.
"Thank you, Monarch."
Wei Hongling smiled slightly.
really clinged to the jade flute, and played a poignant and tactful flute song faintly.
The sound of the flute is clear, and the style of music is indescribably beautiful and ethereal.
It is more as if it has some kind of wonderful penetrating power, melodious rise into the air, and the beam is endless......
But this tune, Xiang Xing felt inexplicably wrong.
The little head melon seed turned involuntarily and thought about it.
In other words, is Wei Hongling's song really just to remember his hometown and break his obsession?
It didn't sound like that.
Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help frowning, and the pink lip flap was slightly pursed.
Suddenly, she thought of something, and couldn't help but whisper to the duck duck parrot who was standing on the fence of the gazebo and watching a good show.
[Duck, can you search for it, what kind of tune is this Wei Hongling blowing?] ]
[Yes quack.] ]
Ya Ya was full tonight, and after watching such a good show, he was in a good mood, so he readily agreed.
Immediately, from the GPS map, a Xiang Xing had never seen before, a bit like the interface of a mobile phone music player.
[Rong Benga came to listen to the song and read the song for a while.] ]
I saw the duck duck wave its big wings, click on a bubble-shaped button on the new interface, and start listening to the song.
After a while, the result popped up.
[…… Yo he~]
Duck Duck glanced at it, and the mung bean eyes lit up quite meaningfully, [This song is called "Strange Classics", which is specially used by the Bayang people to transmit intelligence information or report the situation of the player. ]
Xiang Xing: ???
Blowing a tune, can you still pass on information?
However, before she could ask, Yaya seemed to be used to it, and directly continued to popularize science for her.
[Although this song sounds quite ordinary, as long as you use internal force to urge it, and then change the key slightly, you can combine all kinds of codes from the change of tune...... It's similar to sending telegrams and engaging in word games in spy movies. ]