Chapter 67: The 47th Day of Wearing a Bird

Yuan Qing and Xiao Changqi have known each other for five or six years, and he knows that Xiao Changqi is not a person who is overflowing with pity, and he can even be said to have no heart, and he has always been indifferent to seven emotions and six desires and life and death.

Sometimes Yuan Qing really wondered if this person's heart was made of stone, how could it be cold and hard like this.

I think how many women flattered King Qian, but he turned a blind eye to them all, but now he loves a little bird very much.

In the eyes of outsiders, it may be that King Qianwang lost his mind by playing with birds and was confused by a bird, but Yuan Qing, who has known Xiao Changqi for so many years, doesn't think so.

It's weird from the start.

No one in Beijing dared to spread the gossip of King Qian, let alone write the words of King Qian.

However, the rumor that Xiao Changqi favored a bird quickly spread in Beijing, and there must be several people behind it, but the most important thing is that Xiao Changqi ignored it.

"The prince can kill people with a knife at the age of ten, and the first time an ordinary person kills someone, his hand with a knife will tremble, but the prince will not." Yuan Qing's tone was very slow, very light, with a bit of coldness, "All the emotions that people have, the prince doesn't have, he is like a ......"

"Chirp?" Machine?

"A god who does not eat the fireworks of the world, but a god who is cold-hearted and cold-hearted."

Yuan Qing's words made her suddenly think of what the sparrow had said earlier.

God?

The Floating Emperor?

Unconsciously, a person and a bird have walked into the courtyard of "New Year's Day", and when the maid saw Yuan Qing, she immediately saluted respectfully.

"Let's all go down." Yuan Qing's temperament is very warm, and his voice is also very gentle, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a trace of alienated coldness.

"Yes."

After the maids exited the room one by one, Yuan Qing approached the girl lying on the bed with a bird.

"Yuan Yuan, my brother has come to see you." Yuan Qing sat on a few small stools beside the bed and whispered to the girl,

New Year's Day was also staring at the girl on the bed, she tried to jump from Yuan Qing's hand to the bed, squatted next to the girl's cheek, tentatively stretched out her wings and touched the girl's face.

For a moment, she didn't feel another sound.

This suggests that it is just an empty shell without a soul.

"New Year's Day" is already "dead".

But she didn't "die".

Because the body's body temperature and breathing are normal, but it can't wake up.

Why is this happening?

New Year's Day fell into deep thought, she didn't notice that the dull bead hanging around her neck suddenly lit up, and it was fleeting, and even Yuan Qing didn't see it.

"Little Yuanyuan, we've had enough of it, we should go back." Yuan Qing sat for a while, and when he saw that the bird was still squatting, he couldn't help but reach out and poke the bird to remind it.

In the next second, the bird snapped and collapsed on the bed like a puppet without a string.

Yuan Qing: "!! ”

Yuan Qing stood up and carefully picked up the bird: "Little Yuanyuan? ”

The bird closed its eyes, as if it were asleep.

But no matter how Yuan Qing poked it, it didn't wake up: "Xiao Yuanyuan? Little ancestor? ”

Finished.

The prince is definitely going to hack him.

Not daring to stay any longer, Yuan Qing ran out quickly with the bird in his hand, so he didn't notice that the girl on the bed suddenly moved her eyelashes.

After Xiao Changqi and Yuan Xiang finished talking, they waited for a long time and didn't see the bird come back, and their mood was uncontrollably irritable, and the teacups were crushed by him.

Finally, Yuan Qing rushed over with a small pink ball that seemed to be asleep in both hands, completely ignoring the demeanor of a prince of a family.

Xiao Changqi didn't wait for anyone to approach, he had already stepped forward, and said in a magnetic voice: "Yuanyuan is asleep?" ”

Yuan Qing wanted to cry without tears: "It seems to be." ”

Xiao Changqi frowned: "......."

Yuan Qing: "Lord Wang, Yuanyuan can't wake up." ”