Chapter 137: Bird Hunting in the Snow
What to do with Changdi?
Yan Shi lowered his head and thought of this question as well. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The two of them both bowed down, not daring to look up at Hu Hai's gloomy face, for fear that they would be sucked into the bottomless black hole of the abyss, and then they would never be able to get out again.
The sound of the jade wrench tapping on the armrest sounded panickedly, knocking out the most terrifying fear in people's hearts one by one.
People don't seem to have the most feared things, only more fearful things, and the deep and low knocking sound invaded Yan Le's brain, and the two villains in his head had fled, leaving only a black void and emptiness.
It was so dark that there was no light, only the panic of the black paint missing the ten fingers.
A large drop of sweat ran from his cheek to his chin.
Click-
It finally couldn't bear the weight anymore and landed on the ground, smudging a small patch of water on the fluffy carpet.
Like a century laterβ
"Check."
A gentle syllable spat out from his cool lips, which had consumed most of his mental energy.
The dark dragon robe is put on Hu Hai's strong body, which is crowned as a symbol of power, but it also carries a lot of belts, and there is too much sadness and helplessness.
If Chang Di stood on the opposite side of him for Zhao Gao, he would go crazy.
"Okay." Yan Le nodded solemnly, swearing in his heart that this was the last dereliction of duty.
Yan Shi was still lowering his head and soaking off the cold sweat, Fang Cai's coercion was really terrifying, but fortunately, it was a lot now.
"Where's the girl?" This still made Yan Le difficult, and he wanted to hear Hu Hai's way of dealing with it clearly.
Hu Hai's obsidian-like eyes darkened, and he said lightly: "Don't tell her yet, do it in secret...... Since Zhao Gao can stretch out his hand to Shangjun, he will definitely leave clues. β
Yan Le also thought so: "Hmm. β
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Ziying heard from the palace maids that there were small wild finches foraging in the open space in the palace, so he held a small bamboo sieve and wrapped the flute to accompany him to catch birds.
"It's a cold day, shouldn't we stay in the house?" Chang Di tugged at the collar of the fox fur.
The cold wind outside is biting and the snow is fluttering, which is terrible for her who is afraid of the cold!
The child's mouth was deflated, and her little red face was like an emerald apple.
Xiao Yuan was eager to try his palms, and said: "Madam, you have been in the house all day, it's time to go out and walk around, the imperial doctor also said that you can't sit all day." β
Exercise is good for the body.
"The little boy is at an active age, how can he bear to be in the house."
ββ¦β¦ Good. "Chang Di is a soft-hearted master, and after a few people grind a few words, his ears softened, and he responded.
It's still Cui Rou, Xiaoyuan and Xiaojing are accompanied by three people, and they don't bring anyone else.
Ride on the soft sedan chair covered with gorgeous brocade, pass through the vermilion wall glazed tiles, and walk to the imperial garden wrapped in silver frost and snow.
Because it was early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians, only two small palace maids who were cleaning.
Seeing a sedan chair coming from afar, although I didn't know what identity it was, when the sedan chair walked in, the two palace maids still bowed humbly and respectfully
The cold and dry air was inhaled into his nose, and Chang Di suddenly snorted.
Ziying found a wooden stick, propped up the bamboo sieve in the clearing, and tied one end of the stick with a thin rope. When the bird enters the trap, he pulls the rope and frames the prey.
"Aunt Cui, put the miscellaneous rice in quickly!" Ziying pinched the string in her hand, and jumped up and down in a hurry, "Aunt Cui, hurry up!" β
Cui Rou looked pained, and took out a small bag containing rice grains from her sleeve: "Little boy, don't worry, I'll put the rice grains in it......"
Ay. Cui Rou shook her head, but she was willing to be enslaved by Ziying.
Chang Di was helped by Xiao Yuan Xiaojing to the octagonal cloud eaves pavilion not far away, the branches in the grass were hung with white frost flowers, and Chang Di leaned against the fence to look at this side.
"Aunt Cui has met the nemesis of the little boy this time." Madoka shook her hands and smiled.
In the past, Cui Rou loved to keep a straight face to her subordinates, pretending to be cold, but this time she saw Gao Leng's aunt in charge of the house, Xiao Yuan just wanted to clap her hands and applaud, not to mention how happy she was.
I simply wore a thick cloth and didn't feel cold.
"Madoka, why don't you go to the palace over there and get a stove, if you freeze it, I don't want to go." She said in a genuine tone.
Although she is usually friendly to the palace maids, she does not relax the rules, but rarely cares about them so much.
Xiao Jing hurriedly waved her hand: "Madam, you really tortured us, Aunt Cui is still blowing cold wind in the open space over there." β
Xiaoyuan Nunu said: "Madam, have you forgotten that the palace over there is the Phi Xiang Palace?" β
That is the palace where Li Nianyue lives, and Mrs. asked her to go to Li Nianyue to ask for a stove to come over, so it is better to ask her to hug Li Nianyue's thigh.
Chang Di was also stunned, she really didn't know that it was Li Nianyue's bedroom.
"I didn't know it was the Phi Xiang Temple...... I'm not at the point where I'm going to be embarrassed and embarrassed. β
The slip of the tongue was purely accidental.
If she had known that the Phi Xiang Palace in the Imperial Garden was so close, she would not have listened to Ziying's words and accompanied him to the Imperial Garden to catch birds.
Cui Rou and Ziying set up the trap, and Ziying urged Cui Rou to hide in the grass where the frost was hanging, and it was difficult for Cui Rou to hide behind the grass with her body wrapped in thick cotton clothes.
Chang Di couldn't help but laugh.
Ziying is a fiery child, running and jumping to warm up.
"Xiaoyuan, you go back to the Furong Palace and get a warm cloak for Aunt Cui." Chang Di instructed, "By the way, let's get one for Ziying too."
Just in case.
Madoka nodded, and trotted towards the Furong Palace.
A puff of snow fluttered in the sky, floating in the air like fluttering goose feathers.
Lined with snow and pillars of ice crystals on the branches of tall trees, it has a special taste.
A very discordant dark figure blocked the beautiful scenery, and Chang Di narrowed his eyes slightly in displeasure.
It turned out to be Childe Gao.
He's not dead yet.
Chang Di pursed the corners of his lips cautiously, and stared at Gongzi Gao who walked slowly with his eyes like hooks.
He was hidden in a patch of daishi, his long eyebrows were raised melodiously, and he looked at Chang Di with a smile in the corner of his playful eyes.
He walked over, stood in front of the steps under the gazebo, and said with a smile: "Little flute, don't come unharmed." β
Chang Di's body was tense, and he didn't dare to relax at all.
"I'm not so familiar with your son, I'm not so acquainted."
Little flute...... That's what only people close to her call her...... Who is Childe, why do you call her that!
Xiao Jing was also ready to go, standing behind her with Chang Di, for fear of an emergency.
Madoka wasn't there, Cui Rou was there...... I guess I had a good time, and I couldn't see the situation here for a while.
Who kept the grass in the middle of the clearing and the gazebo?
Unless someone deliberately came out of the grass to see the situation on this side of the gazebo.
Seeing that Changdi was so defensive of him, Gongzi Gao hooked the corners of his lips a little self-deprecatingly: "Don't you invite me in to sit?" β