Xiaohei responded, "Our people are still looking, I'll go and ask now if anyone can play the flute!"
After a short while, Xiaohei actually brought over a fair-skinned, short-statured Imperial Guard; he seemed only eighteen or nineteen years old, and when he saw Su Luo, he kept his head lowered, not daring to raise it.
"Can you play the flute?"
"I can play a little! Not very, very proficient!" the young Imperial Guard stammered.
"Alright, listen carefully!"
Su Luo finished speaking and started humming a tune.
That night she couldn't sleep, and had heard Liu Xinghe play, but it was vague, not very clear.
She had no talent for music, remembering sixty to seventy percent of it was already due to her excellent memory.
After humming, she asked, "It's roughly this melody, can you play it?"
The Imperial Guard blushed and said, "This is a tune from my hometown, I know the entire melody because my mother used to play it for me when I was young, I know this."
He was extremely excited.
