Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 178
Murong Xing looked up at the golden roof of the palace with glazed tiles and double eaves, which looked extraordinarily brilliant. This was the first time she looked at the palace. After watching for a while, she turned her head and saw Murong Qing was still behind her. I found it funny, so I laughed out loud.

"Ha ha!!"

Murong Qing looked at her squarely: "Why is Xing'er laughing?"

"I just think Uncle Huang. This is..." Murong Xing was about to explain what he was laughing at, but suddenly he was attracted by something protruding from his sleeve.

Murong Qing readily took out Bai Yuxiao and asked, "Xing'er, I like it."

Murong Xing looked at Bai Yuxiao, Xiao who was so familiar, how could this feeling of déjà vu be so strong.

Seeing that she kept silent, Murong Qing generously placed Xiao in her palm.

"Eh? Uncle Emperor."

"Since you like it, I will give it to you, and it is useless to keep it on me now."

She liked this Xiao a long time ago, so he threatened and lured Leng Lingfeng to come with a high price. Now she doesn't need it anymore, and he doesn't need to brag anymore.

"Uncle" Murong Xing saw Murong Qing's sad expression, this Xiao
"Xing'er, if you don't like it, return it to Leng Lingfeng for me."

Seeing Murong Xing's puzzled expression, Murong Qing continued: "This is Leng Lingfeng's property. I snatched it by coercion and bribery. I don't need it now. I'll give it to you if you like it. If Xing'er doesn't like it Let’s return it to him! It’s a favor for Uncle Huang.”

When Murong Qing talked about the past, her face was relieved, she thought, Uncle Emperor, you have let go of Queen Mother!

"Then uncle, you should give it to me. I like this Bai Yuxiao very much."

Murong Xing put it near his mouth, tried the sound, and played the beautiful tune uncontrollably after a try.

The sound of the flute is getting louder and louder, just like a flute player approaching slowly while blowing. Low and thin, every syllable is still clearly audible.

Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumping in the bass, clear and short, one after another, the number of sounds gradually increases, first like the splash of a singing spring, and then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are full of flowers, and there are interstitial birds, singing and me, gradually The birds are gone, and the spring flowers are falling, but the sound of the rain is heard, and there is a scene of desolation and death. The drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, and finally everything is silent.

After the song was over, Murong Qing seemed to be still addicted to it, the song was too sad and too like herself.

"Xing'er, why do you want to play this song." This song is too sad.

Murong Qing looked at Murong Xing curiously, why did a person who grew up in the cold palace have so many talents, and what happened in the cold palace.

Or what happened to Xing'er, Xiao usually only has a story to brag about it so emotionally and heart-wrenchingly.

Xing'er, have you experienced anything?

Or she is too sensible.

"Isn't this song good, Uncle Huang?" Murong Xing saw his doubts and asked without answering.

She once promised Shen Yingluo that after curing the Queen Mother, she would tell her who she belonged to, but she didn't expect so many things to happen afterwards, which made her a little unexpected.

So up to now, she has not told anyone about her identity, and she doesn't want to tell anyone for the time being.

So be it!One day, she will let those who care about her know.

(End of this chapter)