"Who said I had my sleeves cut off? I clearly like women, okay?" At this moment, in the corridor, a handsome man wearing brocade clothes and shaking a broken feather fan in his hand walked over with a faint smile.
Changle took a look and realized who it was if it wasn't Weiyang Che. Unexpectedly, he had already come out of the tomb.
"Prince, you're here!" Taking into account Chu Wuyou's jealousy, Chang Le did not call Weiyang Cheche brother again.
Moreover, she was already getting married to Chu Wuyou, so it was not good to call him such an ambiguous name, so she respectfully called him the prince.
Hearing the word "Prince" from Chang Le, a disappointed smile appeared on Weiyang Che's lips, but it passed quickly.
He still had that calm look. He walked lightly in front of Chang Le and Chu Wuyou, stared at Chang Le affectionately, and then said softly: "Long time no see."
"I haven't seen you for a long time. When I see you, you are so happy. The stone in my heart fell to the ground. Thank you, Prince, for everything you have done for me." Chang Le's voice was lowered so that only she and Weiyang Che could hear it.
reached volume.
I originally thought that Chu Wuyou would run out to stop him at this time, but unexpectedly, he looked at Weiyang Che and said to him: "You must have something to say to Chang Le. I, Chu Wuyou, have never been a petty person.
People, I’ll leave you some space, you can tell me!”
After saying that, he nodded to Weiyang Che with a faint smile, looked at Chang Le encouragingly, and then led the person to walk a few meters away.
The others also wisely stayed away, and under the shallow flower branches, only Chang Le and Weiyang Che were left.
Chang Le didn't expect that Chu Wuyou was actually quite generous, and now he looked more manly.
At this time, Weiyang Che in front of him had already smiled at Chang Le, then reached out and gently rubbed her head, "Chu Wuyou is too worried. In fact, I have always regarded you as my sister. I used to have someone as cute as you.
My sister, unfortunately she fell ill and passed away that year, so after seeing you, I couldn't help but get close to you. Since you are about to get married to him, how can I, the elder brother, just watch like this? This is
What I planned to give to my sister back then, now that you are my sister, I will give it to you."
Before Yang Che finished speaking, he took out a white jade flute about the length of his index finger from his sleeve. This jade flute was made of jade. Judging from the smooth and transparent color, it looked like high-quality jade.
There are several holes on this jade flute, which are embroidered with red plum patterns, and there is a line of words on it: "Gift to Changle, not clear."
Seeing these words, Changle's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Wei Yangche had prepared this a long time ago. Otherwise, how could these words have her name? It would take time to carve this.
She didn't know what it was, but it was probably a small flute, but she quickly waved her hand and said, "I can't accept such an expensive gift. Brother Che, you should still take it with you, as a way of remembering my little sister."
She didn't expect that he had a little sister who passed away. She thought that he must be very painful when he lost his little sister.
Wei Yangche put the jade flute into Chang Le's hand and said firmly: "I added this word later. This is a jade flute that brings news. If anyone dares to hurt you, you just need to play the jade flute and I will
It will appear at any time to save you. At the same time, you can also use it to report news to others, but the sound it plays is different. Here are the music scores for various uses. Remember it yourself."
After saying that, he took out a piece of silk cloth from his sleeve, and when he opened it, he wrote a message, distress and other music scores on it.