Thinking of this, Bian Xin had all his strength, suddenly ran towards the little bird, and grabbed the little bird's wrist: "Miss Liu, where are you going?"

Her sudden move surprised the little bird: "What's the matter, Xin'er, Miss Nan is looking for me to have breakfast together......

"No, you can't go!" Bian Xin grabbed his hand tightly, "You can't go!"

The little bird frowned: "You caught me so painfully, why are you doing?"

Bian Xin didn't let go: "Don't go! Don't be alone with Miss Nan!"

The little bird blinked, seemed to understand what she meant, and laughed: "It's okay, just have breakfast, I'll be fine." Moreover, Miss Nan is really good to me, you don't have to be so nervous......"

Bian Xin's palms were full of sweat, and his voice was hoarse: "I, I thought of a good hairstyle, a new invention, I want to try it for you right away......"

"Well—" the little bird smiled brightly, "you wait for me for a while, and I'll come to you as soon as I'm done with breakfast." Hey, you don't seem to be looking good, are you hungry? Why don't you go eat a little......

Bian Xin grabbed him tightly: "Anyway, don't go......! Match"

"Miss Liu, what are you doing?" Miss Nan suddenly appeared in front of them, "It's almost cold early, why don't you come over quickly!"

As soon as Bian Xin saw her grim expression, she knew in her heart that her premonition had come true! Miss Nan definitely didn't just invite the little bird to breakfast! Miss Nan must have wanted to deal with this matter in private!

Thinking of this, she panicked even more: "Miss Liu, I'll wait for you to eat!"

Miss Nan grabbed her hand suddenly: "No need, I have a lot of girls here, you better go and sweep the floor!"

Bian Xin only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed, and he grabbed the little bird's hand and let go.

The little bird took the opportunity to take out her hand and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go have breakfast and see you later." Then he walked in.

Bian Xin hurriedly said: "Miss Liu-ah-"

Miss Nan just shook her hand lightly, she was thrown out by a great force, fell to the ground, Miss Nan glanced at her coldly, gave her a warning look, and also went in.

Bian Xin got up and tried to chase in, but Miss Nan's two maids had already closed the door, came over, picked her up, threw her into her room, and guarded the door, not letting her go out and get in the way.

Bian Xin wanted to break out strongly, but there was a dizziness in front of him, the cold became more and more severe, headache, nasal congestion, dry throat, weakness in his limbs, and he couldn't even speak, so he slowly sat down against the wall, wanting to rest before going over.

This rest has been a long time, and the little bird has not come out of the main house.

Eat breakfast, how can you eat for so long? The ominous feeling in Bian Xin's heart is getting stronger and stronger, no, she can't wait like this, she must go and see the little birds!

However, a strong sense of sleepiness came over her, and she just squinted to take a nap, but fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up, the sun had risen to mid-heaven, and the sunlight in the yard was faintly dazzling.

She jumped out of bed, and after a good night's sleep, she was actually in a lot better spirits and rushed out.

Knock - At the doorway, she bumped into someone.

"Hey, Xin'er, are you awake?" the man touched his forehead and asked with a smile, "I came to you just now, you were sleeping, and you didn't dare to disturb." ”

"Miss Liu?" Bian Xin was surprised, "why are you here?"

The little bird sneered, "Look, didn't you say you wanted to get me a nice new haircut in the morning?" ”

"Y-are you alright? Miss Nan has ...... What did I tell you?" Bian Xin looked at him, he looked exactly the same as usual, smiling lightly, and behaving a little sissy, as if he had been hit by something.

"What's wrong?" the little bird gave her a roll of her eyes, "Miss Nan, she told me a lot of things in the future, such as how to handle the marriage, what things to add to this yard, etc., a lot." ”

"That's all?" Bian Xin didn't believe it.

"Hey, of course it's all these miscellaneous things, I really don't know what you're anxious about. The little bird took her hand, "Okay, you hurry up and help me comb my hair and makeup, I must be beautiful today!"

Bian Xin looked at it very seriously and carefully, and really couldn't see anything wrong with him, so he put his mind at ease and said with a smile: "Okay, I must dress you up beautifully today, more beautiful than ever before!"

Didn't Miss Nan tell him about the second prince? Could it be that she was suspicious? If that's the case, it would be great!

The little bird giggled: "A word is a certainty!"

When he came to the little bird's room, Bian Xin cheered up and carefully retouched the part above his shoulders, and the little bird kept looking at the mirror, just smiling, not speaking, looking very expectant and devoted.

Time passed little by little, and after three or four hours, the little bird was finally dressed up, and the light was shining, even Bian Xin was a little stunned, today he is really beautiful, he is a real beauty at all, not a pseudo-ladyboy.

The little bird looked at herself in the mirror, very satisfied, and her eyes were reluctant to leave for a moment.

Bian Xin smiled: "You haven't seen enough, I'm tired of watching." ”

The little bird smiled: "Who told me to be so beautiful!"

Bian Xin laughed even harder: "It's less stinky and beautiful—"

The little bird didn't care: "It's not that your makeup skills are too good, so I'm obsessed with myself!"

Speaking of this, he put down the mirror, opened the drawer, took out a purse, and put it in her hand: "Oh, you are so good to me, I don't know how to express my gratitude, this is my hand-embroidered purse, give it to you." ”

Bian Xin held the purse up in front of him, wow, what a delicate and beautiful purse, the thread is fine, dense and neat, and the embroidered "birdsong pear blossom branch" pattern is even more lifelike, exquisite and meticulous - he actually has such a good craft!

She liked this purse at a glance, and she was not polite, and said with a smile: "I just need it, since it is your heart, then I am welcome." ”

The little bird smiled lightly: "Do you like it?"

Bian Xin couldn't help nodding: "I like it very much!"

The little bird looked pleased: "That's good......"

Bian Xin touched the purse and found that it seemed to contain something, so he wanted to open the purse and take a look: "What is in here?"

The little bird quickly stopped her hand and said mysteriously: "I put something in it, you are not allowed to watch it now, at least wait for a day or two to watch it, so that there will be a surprise!

Bian Xin thought for a while and showed his face: "That's right, then I won't watch it, I'll keep it first, and I'll watch it two days later, I want to see if I guess accurately." ”

The little bird nodded: "Mmmm, a word is a certainty, come, pull hook!"

Bian Xin felt that he was a little too cautious, but he still stretched out his little finger and hooked up with her.

After that, the little bird got up, walked to the bed, lay down elegantly, pulled the quilt cover, and said softly: "Xin'er, I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep, you continue to tell me the story of Koji and Izumi, today, you must finish the story, otherwise...... I'm going to die in a hurry, and I'm going to die without seeing it. ”

"Okay, okay, I see, you tell you a bedtime story, you have to sleep obediently. Bian Xin smiled dumbly, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly told him the final outcome of the two people.

The little bird closed his eyes, with a shallow smile on his lips, and listened attentively to her story, and as the story went up and down, his expression was also startled, and Bian Xin wanted to laugh very much.

After about half an hour, the little bird was obviously very, very sleepy, and her consciousness had begun to blur, and Bian Xin's story had reached the finale.

"Xin'er, in the end, those two people are together, right?" he asked in a low voice as he opened his eyes in a daze.

Bian Xin wanted to sue him, those two people, and finally died together, but looking at the little bird's longing eyes, she suddenly couldn't bear it, and temporarily changed her words: "Yes, although one of them lost his hand and the other lost his leg, they are finally together." They are, I think, happy. ”

"That's good...... That's good...... In this way, I will be relieved......" The little bird looked relieved, slowly closed her eyes, held her hand, and smiled, "Xin'er, you are my life...... Best friend, it's nice to have you by your side...... Really nice......"

Bian Xin patted his hand: "That's right, it's really a very good thing that you met me, so with a friend like me telling you a bedside story, you should go to sleep and have a sweet dream." ”

"Uh-huh......" the little bird murmured, falling asleep.

Bian Xin sat for a while before getting up, closing the door and leaving.

At this time, she was shocked to realize that she was tired, sleepy and hungry, and her body was about to collapse, so she hurried to eat, and then asked the housekeeper for some cold medicine, and went to sleep after eating.

She slept all night, until she was awakened by the barking of the god of war.

"Wang--" The god of war kept screaming, so noisy.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and said secretly, why is the god of war so restless today? This voice, as if it had seen a ghost, how uncomfortable it sounded.

It's so bright, what time is it?

She got dressed and got up, and when she opened the door, she saw that it was already morning, and she had slept for so long?

"Wang, Wang, Wang-" The god of war was still calling, constantly spinning in circles, and seemed a little irritable.

Bian Xin yawned and walked over and asked, "Handsome guy, what are you arguing about?" I'll get you food ...... you're hungry."

"Wang, Wang, Wang-" The god of war didn't even look at her, but just rushed forward, jumping and screaming.

Bian Xin followed its gaze: "What's the matter? What the hell? How can there be ghosts in the daytime, and even if there are, it's only at night, right?"

The gaze of the god of war has been watching ...... What's wrong with the little bird's room?

Bian Xin frowned, feeling faintly uneasy in his heart, thought about it, and walked towards the little bird's room.

The door was open, and as soon as she pushed it open, her whole body froze as if she had seen a ghost—in fact, it was more terrible than seeing a ghost!

There is nothing in this room!

The room was neatly cleaned and clean, there was not a single speck of dust on the floor, there was not a single wrinkle in the sheets, there were no shoes under the bed, there was no decoration on the walls, there were no cups and teapots on the coffee table, there were no mirrors on the dresser comb...... It's like...... It's like no one has ever lived here!

How could this be? Obviously, there are little birds living here, and she is here every day to dress up the little birds, and every corner of this place is filled with the smell of fat powder and the fragrance of flowers, and the smiles and voices of the little birds are recorded, why is it that all of a sudden, there is nothing?

Well, she was mistaken! She slept in a daze and went to the wrong room!

She walked out of the door, gave herself two slaps, made sure that she was not dreaming, rubbed her eyes, blinked, and then opened her eyes to take a closer look, hey, she was not mistaken, this is indeed the residence of the third prince, and the room behind her is indeed the boudoir of the little bird!

This boudoir is just too tidy, what is she panicking about?

So, she turned and ran into the room and began rummaging round and crannical.

Behind the door, under the bed, in the closet, in the drawers, in the desk, under the coffee table, even under the pillow, she rummaged through every inch, no! There was no trace of any little bird! Not even a hair!

She rushed out of the room and rummaged through the yard, even the god of war's nest and the grass, and there was no shadow of a bird!

She rushed to the front of the main house again, and the door of the main house was closed tightly, and she kept banging on the door, but no one opened the door or answered.

Only the god of war barks.

Besides, nothing!

"Miss Willow-Miss Willow-Miss Willow-" She panicked, opened her throat, and shouted loudly to the little birds.

No one responded, and even the god of war suddenly fell silent and silent.

"Miss Willow-Miss Willow-Miss Willow-" she shouted as she rushed to the gate, but the gate was also locked from the outside.

What's going on? What's going on? Why did the little birds suddenly disappear, why did all the doors be closed so tightly, why were everyone else gone?

Was she dreaming? She walked aimlessly, aimlessly, trying to find the birds, but she didn't know where to look.

Suddenly, she looked at the god of war, the god of war, looking at her with pity, as it had looked at her and the birds in the past—with a look of ominousness!

Ah, something must have happened! Something terrible must have happened! Could it be that the little bird was really sent to the second prince?