Xiao Changqi deliberately ruffled the bird's feathers and said coldly, "What courtesy name do you want to give me? Tell me."
Although the man's voice turned cold, Yuan Dan could tell whether he was angry or not.
Obviously not.
“Qi Zhi.” The little bird’s tone was quite serious. “Ning Qi’s song was sung, and Duke Huan of Qi heard it and appointed him as his advisor.”
Although the little bird explained the origin of the courtesy name, Xiao Changqi had a feeling that the origin of this nickname was unusual.
"Why did you give me this courtesy name?"
"Because it sounds good." Yuan Dan's vague answer clearly indicated he wasn't telling the truth.
Xiao Changqi stared at the girl for a long time before looking away.
If the man didn't object, it meant he accepted the courtesy name she had given him.
Yuan Dan jumped overjoyed and tilted her head to look at him, saying, "Qi Zhi."
Xiao Changqi did not respond.
"Qi Zhi?" Yuan Dan called out again, unwilling to give up.
Xiao Changqi: "..."
Seeing that the man still didn't react, Yuan Dan sighed helplessly, "Fine, if you don't like it, then forget it. Sparrow just asked me to name it, so I'll give it this name."
Upon hearing the bird's words, Xiao Changqi's face immediately darkened.
How could the courtesy name of a king be used as the name of that ugly sparrow?
Xiao Changqi caught the little bird that was about to fly away in his hand: "A ruler's word is law."
Yuan Dan subtly wagged his short tail: "Then... Qi Zhi?"
Xiao Changqi stroked the little bird's tail feathers: "Hmm."
“Qi Zhi”.
"Um."
"Sigh, sigh..."
The tyrant listened to the birds chirping for a long time in his study.
After hearing it so many times, I actually felt a bit of joy.
It was as if he was meant to have such a courtesy name.
Xiao Changqi finally discovered one night that the bird would inexplicably emit a red glow at night.
On New Year's Day, she was woken up by the man's poking. Still groggy and unaware of what had happened, she subconsciously rubbed her hand against his after seeing his familiar face: "Qi Zhi, let me sleep a little longer."
Xiao Changqi's heart melted at the little bird's soft, affectionate rubbing, but the inexplicable red light emanating from the bird made him even more worried. He summoned Sun Jianchou from the Imperial Hospital to the palace that very night.
The news that His Majesty summoned the imperial physician to the palace in the dead of night spread throughout the entire court and the country the very next day.
Xiao Changqi's harem was practically non-existent, with not a single concubine. The imperial physicians couldn't possibly be there to treat the concubines; it could only be their emperor…
As a result, the ministers began to scheme, some submitting memorials to pay their respects, others trying to bribe the emperor.
Yuan Qing went to Sun Jianchou to get to the bottom of things, only to learn that the Emperor had summoned him to the palace merely to have his pet bird take a pulse.
Yuan Qing: "..."
Is it a ritual to check the pulse of a little bird?
Your Majesty, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?
Of course, it wasn't just a simple matter of checking the pulse. When Sun Jianchou was summoned to the palace, with the thought that if this divine physician couldn't sleep well, neither could his pet bird, so he brought Jinjin into the palace.
"Your Majesty, is your health not good?" Sun Jianchou observed Xiao Changqi's complexion but did not notice anything unusual.
It's unlikely that the wound inflicted by the assassin last time has recurred.
With the little bird Yuan Yuan watching over him, Xiao Changqi applied medicine every day, and his injuries had almost healed.
Xiao Changqi had run into the assassin's sword on his own, so the wound wasn't very deep.
"I'm fine, it's Xiao Yuanyuan..." Xiao Changqi looked at the little bird that had fallen asleep on the bed again.
Sun Jianchou: "??"
Little Yuanyuan is pampered with good food and drink every day, what could possibly happen to her?
Could it be that they were poisoned?
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