Chapter 134: Writing about the War 4

New Year's Day didn't drop the medicine.

But the smell of medicine on the little bird who had been tinkering with the pills for a day was indeed so heavy that it looked like it had fallen into the juice.

"Chirp."

I've got something for you.

The bird jumped twice in the man's palm and flew down, pulling the fruits of her labor for the man to see.

"Chirp."

Take all of this with you.

Also, it's about to be winter, and there are no down jackets in this era, so you should pay attention to keeping warm outside the customs.

Also, you are the commander of an army, don't always rush to the front, and occasionally you can still sit in the rear.

Anyway...... Anyway, take care of yourself.

Although the little bird said so much bird language that he couldn't understand, Xiao Changqi could hear the admonition in the bird's chirp.

The man's handsome face, which had always been cold and hard, seemed to soften a little, rubbing the jumping bird: "How do you know how to smelt medicine?" ”

On New Year's Day, when the man couldn't understand her, he said honestly: "Chirp." ”

Of course, I learned it in school.

"New Year's Day is a young lady from a family who doesn't go out of the door, and Yuan Qing has never said that his sister knows how to heal, so who are you?" Xiao Changqi's words seemed to be asking the bird, and it was like asking himself.

Although he has not seen the previous New Year's Day, he can infer from Yuan Qing's words that New Year's Day is a well-read, gentle and polite lady.

Instead of being pampered and proud like a bird, he also knows how to make some strange things.

He always felt as if the birds didn't belong here.

It's hard to believe she's New Year's Day.

If you know what a man is thinking on New Year's Day, he will definitely be speechless.

She is indeed New Year's Day, but not this New Year's Day here, but a lonely soul from another world.

New Year's Day hesitated for a moment, then flew into the study, took out her small brush and rice paper, spread them flat on the stone table, and clumsily wrote on the blank paper: "When you come back safely, I will tell you." ”

"What do you tell the king?" Xiao Changqi sat on the stone bench, his posture was slender and handsome, and his cold white fingers knocked on the table unhurriedly, and asked knowingly.

New Year's Day raised his little bean eyes and glanced at the man lightly, as if asking: What do you say?

The nib of the pen still reads: "Tell you who I am and where I come from." ”

Xiao Changqi touched the bird's head and asked her in a deep voice, "Why can't you say it now?" ”

New Year's Day didn't want to admit that she was deliberately hanging a man.

She hopes that a man can have a thought when he is seriously injured and dying.

If the man really wants to know her identity, he will definitely come back alive.

New Year's Day is not cursing Xiao Changqi for being injured, but she really can't control this mood of worrying about men.

Although Xiao Bird didn't say it, Xiao Changqi already understood what she meant.

The man was silent for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Bad Yuanyuan, dance a dance to show this king." ”

New Year's Day: "......"

What's so nice about her dancing with this body now?

"Chirp??"

Are you sure you want to see it?

Xiao Changqi: "Hmm. ”

Okay.

Even if you dance a dance for this man, practice it.

As a rich girl, of course, New Year's Day has learned to dance, classical, jazz, Latin......

Oh, and Latin only studied for one day.

Because the father found that there was too little fabric in the Latin dance costume, and there was even a little boy touching the waist of his precious daughter.

Uncle can bear it, father can't bear it.

The father immediately rushed into the dance studio and took his baby daughter away.

As a result, the Latin dance study on New Year's Day was strangled in the cradle by the father before it began.

New Year's Day thought about it and finally decided to dance a dance for the man.