Xiao Changqi didn't come out of the palace until after lunch.

The carriage of the palace stopped in front of the palace gate, and Xiao Changqi looked back at the imperial study, which was already far away, with an expressionless face, before walking towards the carriage.

Just as he was about to get into the carriage, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Lord Wang, please stay." ”

Xiao Changqi looked over when he heard the sound, but what he saw was Yuan Qing's rather unorthodox smiling face.

As a result, there was one more person on the carriage back to the palace.

There were two cups of steaming tea on the square table, and the carriage drove very smoothly, without a drop of tea.

Yuan Qing sat and reclined, looking at the man opposite with a cold and indifferent expression.

"I heard that the prince raised a bird, and he also asked for a doctor for this bird."

Yuan Qing slowly picked up the tea on the small desk and took a sip: "Not only that, but you are also angry at the crown for a bird, and injured the prince of Bofu." ”

Xiao Changqi's gaze squinted towards his friend opposite, and his face was so calm that he didn't see any fluctuations.

"Lord Wang, you are not raising a bird, but a red face, right?" Yuan Qing said with a teasing smile on the corner of his lips.

"Woke up on New Year's Day?" Xiao Changqi asked lightly.

The corners of Yuan Qing's mouth stiffened, a cold chill passed through his eyes, and even his voice was a little colder: "No." ”

Xiao Changqi didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt about revealing people's scars, but felt that his ears were finally clear.

But in the past, when the birds chirped around him, he didn't feel the slightest noise.

It can be said that it is very double standard.

Thinking of the little bird, Xiao Changqi's cold eyes couldn't help but sink, and then thought of what Yuan Qing had just said.

It seems that rumors have spread outside that he is a bird alone and plays with birds.

It's not a bad thing for him either.

At the very least, it can help him reduce the vigilance of the emperor and the crown prince.

lest these men keep an eye on him all the time.

Yuan Qing obviously thought of this layer as well, so he told him about it as if he were joking.

Yuan Qing, who was poked sadly by Xiao Changqi, only fell for half a moment before returning to his appearance: "The little bird that can make you care so much, your subordinates must meet it." ”

Xiao Changqi didn't answer his words, but asked without a head or tail: "Have you ever saved a pink bird on New Year's Day?" ”

"Pink bird?" Yuan Qing frowned, "I don't know. ”

Yuan Qing stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain of the carriage and glanced out: "Lord Wang, you also know that Yuan Yuan has been raised under his grandfather's knees since he was a child, and he doesn't get along much with my brother. ”

So much so that he fell off his horse on New Year's Day, and he was not the first to know.

Yuan Qing's hand resting on his lap slowly clenched, and his eyes rolled with monstrous anger.

The atmosphere in the carriage fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Changqi tasted the tea slowly, and lifted his thin lips lightly: "Yuan Yuan? ”

Such a coincidence?

The bird is also called Yuanyuan.

The little bird said that it was saved on New Year's Day, could it be that this name was also given for it on New Year's Day?

Thinking of this, Xiao Changqi's brows suddenly furrowed deeply, and he began to think in his heart about changing the bird's name to a better one.

However, before Xiao Changqi could come up with a new name for the bird, the carriage arrived at the palace.

Yuan Qing was desperate to go and see the little bird raised by Xiao Changqi, but he couldn't get rid of it, so Xiao Changqi went with him.

But after a little silence, Xiao Changqi also followed to the Qique Courtyard.

Yuan Qing glanced at the man with a flirtatious smile at the end of his eyes, and the curiosity about the bird in his heart was even greater.

What kind of sacredness is this little bird, it makes the unkind King Qianwang so nervous.

Is it still some kind of goblin?