The anger that had just risen on New Year's Day vanished instantly at the man's words, and she chirped a couple of times, looking slightly guilty: "Actually, I'm still a bit chubby."
But they quickly regained their confidence.
Is it her fault that she's fat?
If she could, she wouldn't want to dress up as a chubby little bird.
Yuan Qing, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded, staring at Xiao Changqi in disbelief.
Is it just his imagination?
Why did he feel that the prince's tone just now was a little... gentle?
And Your Highness, how come your eyesight is already so poor at such a young age?
This bird is so...fat...
Suddenly, a sharp, cold gaze shot towards him. Yuan Qing immediately changed his expression and started showering him with compliments: "Your Highness, you are handsome, dashing, talented, wise, and powerful. Naturally, the birds you raise are also extremely intelligent, cute, charming, graceful, and clever."
New Year:"……"
Are "charming and lovely" and "graceful and charming" used to describe birds?
Xiao Changqi glanced at him leisurely, then carried the bird out of the house.
Yuan Qing touched his slightly cool neck and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the prince retired from the battlefield two years ago, he still inadvertently exudes a brutal and violent aura that seems to carry the scent of blood.
Especially when they stare at you expressionlessly, you always feel like you're being watched by some mysterious and dangerous beast.
Yuan Qing had this feeling just now.
Protected so tightly, is the prince keeping some kind of little demon instead of a bird?
...
Knowing that the prince had not eaten lunch in the palace, the head steward had already arranged for lunch to be prepared.
Xiao Changqi changed out of his court robes and moved to the dining hall with the little bird.
When Yuan Qing came in, Yuan Dan was squatting on the table drinking spring water, while Xiao Changqi was eating his meal at a leisurely pace.
"I haven't had lunch yet either. Your Highness, would you mind if I, Yuanqing, ate at the same table with you?" Although he said this, his body language betrayed him as he sat down.
Xiao Changqi didn't speak, but his attitude was permissive, so the head steward immediately ordered someone to bring another set of bowls and chopsticks.
After drinking the spring water on New Year's Day, it fluttered and jumped onto Xiao Changqi's lap, and then flew to the ground.
Just now, when Xiao Changqi was changing his clothes, he placed her on the table. Yuandan stood slumped in front of a military book and slowly began to learn the characters of Daying.
The script used in Japan is actually quite similar to the traditional Chinese characters used in ancient times. Although Yuan Dan's major was not Chinese Language and Literature, her major in Traditional Chinese Medicine required her to memorize the "Huangdi Neijing" (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic). In order not to fail the exam, she specifically looked for a traditional Chinese version of the book, so she also learned a lot of traditional Chinese characters.
After finishing her meal, Yuandan climbed onto the small table by the window and obediently squatted down to read the military book that she had asked Xiao Changqi to bring her.
Yuan Qing glanced at the little pink ball on the table and was surprised to see it reading a book. "Your Highness, Little Fatty... Little Round can read?"
Xiao Changqi did not give a definite answer, but said in a low voice, "It's just to pass the time."
Yuan Qing: "..."
Your Highness, do you really think you're raising a little demon with only consciousness, letting the bird read books to pass the time?
The terminology in military books is mostly obscure and difficult to understand. Although Yuan Dan could read the characters, he did not understand their meaning at all.
It must be said that the wisdom of the ancients is truly astounding.
On New Year's Day, she stopped making things difficult for herself and started doing her weight loss exercises while standing on the table.
Yuan Qing glanced over unintentionally from the corner of his eye and saw the little bird flapping its wings and wiggling its round, plump bottom: "..."
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Changqi, whose handsome face was completely expressionless.
Your Highness, did you see that?
Your pet bird seems to have gone mad.
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