The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"It won't be alone. I'll revive it and find the person it cares about, okay?"

His torch-like gaze gradually softened, staring at Su Yueming, this cold and mysterious woman, made him feel curious.

Su Yueming turned his face away, avoided his fiery gaze, squatted down too, raised his hand to caress the wild goose's feathers, and said——

"It's best to be saved."

Murong Yunqing stood up and ordered to the attendants beside him, "Zhan Qing, fetch my flute."

"Yes."

After a while, Zhan Qing took a flute, and Murong Yunqing put the flute to his mouth, closed his eyes——

A slow tune followed.

The lone crane flies high, the snow is thick, and the plum smoke is clear and the moon is hazy.Where does the flute go? People are in Qionglou Yuyu.

The sound of the flute, at first, was like gurgling spring water, jingling and pleasant, which made one's heart tremble, and then indulged...

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flute was like waves, and the momentum was undisturbed, beating the hearts of the people...

Su Yueming pursed her lips tightly, and clenched the silk handkerchief tightly, Murong Yunqing's flute sound seemed to have a kind of magical power, it was so silent that it made people fall deeply in it.

Suddenly, he pulled the jade flute away from his mouth, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Originally the head was drooping and listless, Yan raised his neck at this time, his drowsy eyes slowly opened, and he was completely confused.

"..." At this time, Murong Yunqing put the jade flute to his mouth again, this time, the sound from the jade flute was no longer a pleasant and smooth tune.

It was the sound of a wild goose chirping in the air, and the sound seemed to come from an empty valley.

Then, immediately after, the chirping sound got closer and closer, as if it was flying not far from here.

So realistic!

Several maids couldn't help raising their heads to look at the sky. Except for patches of clouds and the occasional falling dead leaves, there were no shadows of wild geese in the sky.

The lone goose got up again, a gleam of light gradually came out from those gray and misty eyes, and the injured wings flapped.

The sound of the flute turned.

This time, it was no longer the chirping of one wild goose, but two, then three, four...

five, six...

The voices of a group of wild geese seem to be hovering in the sky one after another, and they all seem to come for it.

Maduo picked up some food with chopsticks and put it into its mouth...

"Ah, that's great, it's eaten, look, it's started to eat." The people at the side exclaimed, and couldn't help but also marvel at the sound of Murong Yunqing's flute.

"..." Su Yueming also had a look of surprise on his face.

After a while, the goose quickly ate all the prepared water and food, the haze in its eyes was swept away, and it became radiant. It raised its head and made a sound, as if responding to the geese in the sky. .

After a long time, Murong Yunqing put down the jade flute, but the cry of the geese did not stop abruptly, as if they were still hovering, with the lingering lingering sound, feeling like it would last for three days.

"I used the sound of my flute to imitate the cry of wild geese. At first, it was the sound of wild geese, and then there was a flock of geese. For the past three years, my elder brother asked me to station in the frontier. The place is extremely desolate, and there is only one kind of creature with people. It’s these wild geese. I listened to them every day, and I learned how to sing their various sounds. The wild goose sound I blew just now meant that a flock of wild geese was waiting for it nearby. Only then are you willing to start eating." Murong Yunqing smiled and explained the meaning of the flute sound, and why Gu Yan was willing to eat.