Qin Che didn't respond to Han Fei's question. However, master Huiming next to him heard him and said, "yes, the drought has lasted for many days, making the people miserable."
Han Fei nodded and said, "prepare the drum for me."
Master Huiming didn't even ask for an extra word, so he immediately went to prepare it. Qin Che seemed to notice what Han Fei was going to do, and said, "it's not necessary..."
Han Fei interrupted: "shut up, don't talk, you sit in this position is really not solid!"
Qin Che was silent for a while and chose not to speak.
Han Fei took a deep breath, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes. She said, "since I'm going to sit up, I'll sit steadily. No one can question your position. No one can. Do you understand me."
Qin Che actually obediently nodded his head, and looked at all the people on one side. He called out that the future queen was really brave.
"If you get it, just stay quiet for me."
At this time, the drum was lifted up.
Hanfei took the drumstick and took a deep breath. Her hand holding the drumstick was very hard, as if she was holding something very valuable. At this time, someone had already noticed the movement on the platform.
Han Fei holds the drumstick and closes her eyes for a while. After a short rest, she breaks open in an instant. Her eyes are like the twinkling stars. She knocks them down.
"Dong --"
the distant drum burst in an instant.
Originally flustered people seem to have been pressed the pause button in general, we all pause, eyes can not help but look at the platform above.
There, a figure, like a clever butterfly, is flying.
The drum is not only used to encourage soldiers, but this time, Han Fei chose a different tune, with a faster rhythm and a longer tone, even at different intervals.
The Qin family soldiers guarding the Imperial City raised their heads one after another. The familiar drum sound was in their ears. Their subconscious blood boiling seemed to recall the extraordinary years on the battlefield. Those days full of blood and sweat were particularly memorable. If they could, these soldiers did not want to stay in such a place as the imperial capital. If it was too restrictive, how could there be sand Freedom on the court?
However, their faith chose to mount that position, so they are willing to become the stepping stone of the king to guard the city and the mountains for him.
This is the belief of the Qin army.
Now, they hear the drum again, the unique drum sound of Miss Han. Miss Han plays the drum again. They can't help but open their mouth and make a loud cry. The sound is uniform, like a tranquilizer. All the Hundred Surnames who are still trying to escape are suppressed.
At the moment, even if the thunder is still ringing, even if the sky is still overcast, even if the atmosphere is solemn, but the drum still dissolves everything.
All the people's eyes are on the platform, even the new emperor can't attract their eyes, they are watching Han Fei dance light figure.
Slowly, there was a burst of singing.
Han Fei opened her mouth and seemed to be murmuring something. The tone was ethereal, just like singing.
This song completely conquered the people.
Singing with drums, mutual reflection, in the roaring thunder accompanied by more open.
"Hula --"
all of a sudden, torrential rain came.
The sound of rain is very loud, like a basin of water directly falling from the sky, accompanied by the sound of the wind, pattering.
The rain covered everything between heaven and earth, the noise, the dust, the dry land, and all the people in the city.
Some people are still staring at the horizon, let the rain pour down, no one to hide from the rain, they are immersed in the drum and song, the soul is like washed again.
Until Han Fei knocked down the last sound, the originally swift and violent rain suddenly stopped without warning. The air was filled with a fishy smell, and the whole land was washed away, together with all the filth.
The people below were all wet, and everyone's expression was still ignorant. It seemed that they had not recovered from the drumbeat and heavy rain just now, and the clothes under them were dripping with water.
Han Fei was panting. She raised her head. The rain fell from her hair tip. The whole face was washed by the rain, which made her look more white and beautiful.
Hanfei looked at the sky, the original rolling dark clouds in the slowly spreading, the sun shining down from the clouds, a ray of sunlight hit her body, as if on a layer of dazzling light, her figure is illusory.
Han Fei couldn't help narrowing her eyes and sighing with satisfaction. To her surprise, after the clouds dispersed, a bright rainbow gradually appeared in the sky.
"It's auspicious!"
"Auspicious signs appear!"
"Oh, my God! It's God
"God is protecting us, it must be like this!""For heaven's sake
The people's expression is more and more excited, looking at the rainbow's eyes with admiration, kneel down one after another, kowtow constantly.
For the common people, the appearance of rainbow is auspicious, that is, God is showing.
They thought that the sky was dissatisfied with the dark clouds, but they didn't expect it was auspicious! The appearance of auspicious omen means that God has agreed!
They have a new king!
Master Huiming immediately called out: "auspicious omen, this is a gift from heaven, which represents that heaven will protect my cold plume! We have a new emperor
"Welcome to the new emperor, long live the new emperor, long live the new emperor!"
"Welcome to the new emperor, long live the new emperor
More and more people are shouting this sentence, this time, no one will question Qin Che's status, no one will doubt that this is not heaven's destiny, they submit.
Han Fei looked at the people kneeling on the ground, and finally showed a relieved smile. This time, no one will shake Qin Che's position.
When Han Fei wants to turn her head to talk to Qin Che, her wrist is grabbed violently. She looks up in surprise and looks at Qin Che with a trace of blood red.
"You..."
Han Fei's words have not finished, Qin Che then held up her hand, mouth cried: "this, is my queen."
The people at the bottom stopped for a moment, and then there was a more violent voice shouting. The voice of shouting spread all over every corner.
"Meet the queen, the queen is thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand years old!"
At this moment, the sky and the earth seem to be frozen in Hanfei's face.
Qin Che grabs her hand, suddenly tightens.
His eyes, only her, nothing else.
In a cry, Qin Che slightly opened his mouth.
Said a word.
Only he could hear the light voice.
He said
"So I can hold you one by one."
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