Chapter 107: Immortal Xiao Yuanyuan 7
Huo Youcai didn't fight with Xiao Changqi in the end.
Huo Youcai, who had already been beaten by King Qian, knew very well how many catties and taels he had, and he also ran to King Qian's Mansion to say that he wanted to fight with Xiao Changqi.
Now that my mind is clear, of course, I won't be stupid to look for a beating.
After turning back into a bird on New Year's Day, the previous matter of opening a shop could only be shelved.
She resumed her daily days of eating, sleeping, sleeping, and jumping weight loss exercises.
On the seventh day of the first lunar month.
Xiao Changqi was not in the palace when he entered the palace, and after dancing weight loss exercises on New Year's Day, he saw the boss holding things, as if he was going somewhere.
"Chirp??"
New Year's Day flew down on the old manager's shoulder, and there was a hint of doubt in the little milk voice.
Mr. Zhou, where are you going?
After spending some time with the bird, the old manager can already understand a little bit of the bird's meaning, and knows that the bird is as intelligent as a human and can understand people's words.
"The prince is going to visit an old man today." The old manager touched the bird's head kindly and smiled kindly.
"Chirp??"
What deceased?
"Do you want to go too? Small round round. ”
New Year's Day nodded his head: "Chirp." ”
I want to go.
In addition to the previous dynasty, the prince is almost inseparable from the bird, and he will take the bird with him wherever he goes.
So the old manager took the lead and brought the bird with him.
Outside the city gates.
Xiao Changqi was dressed in black and gold clothes, wearing a white jade crown with a bundle of hair inlaid on his head, and under Ruoliu's long eyebrows was a pair of phoenix eyes as deep as the night, and his handsome face was as expressionless as ever, and even a little cold, like a sharp blade hidden in the cold pool for thousands of years, extremely dangerous.
The man sat on a tall black horse, his eyes swept over the bustling inner city, and he didn't know where he was looking.
After a while, a low-key carriage slowly drove out of the city, and finally stopped in front of Xiao Changqi.
The old steward got down from the carriage: "Lord Wang." ”
The man neatly rolled over and dismounted, and got into the carriage without a stool, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, a pink pom-pom crashed into his arms.
Xiao Changqi was slightly stunned, instinctively reached out to catch the pink ball, and lowered his head to meet a pair of small bean eyes as clear as the blue sea.
"Chirp." The little bird was inexplicably a little excited.
Surprised?
Not surprised?
Xiao Changqi looked at Xiao Bird's cheerful appearance, and the corners of his lips, which had been tense all morning, suddenly loosened, outlining an imperceptible arc.
He poked the bird and said, "Bad round." ”
New Year's Day was already immune to the man's criticism, so the man rubbed her feathers for a while before flying back to the carriage, dragging the small burden on the side with his beak, and then took out a bamboo from it and motioned for the man to help her peel it.
Xiao Changqi: "......"
Sitting opposite the bird, Xiao Changqi rejected the bird with an expressionless face: "Knock it yourself." ”
New Year's Day's eyes widened instantly: "......!! ”
You didn't even help me peel the bamboo.
Do you have birds outside?
New Year's Day jumped and flew to the man's lap, sniffing here and there.
There is no smell of other birds.
There was a faint smell of blood.
Didn't this man go to the palace?
How can there be a smell of blood on the body?
Xiao Changqi grabbed the little bird that was messing around on him, and said lightly: "The birds raised by Concubine Xian are all eaten by themselves. ”
New Year's Day was unconvinced: "Chirp." ”
Can those birds compare to her?
She's a human, not a real bird.
Xiao Changqi carried the bird, put her on the small table, and pushed the bamboo in front of her, the meaning was obvious: knock yourself.
New Year's Day: "......"
After a moment of silence, the little bird ignored the bamboo on the small table, but jumped back into the man's arms, stretched out his short and fat wings and patted the man.
You...... Don't be upset.