Meanwhile, at the Ganwang Mansion.
Yuandan, a round little bundle, squatted on the windowsill, her beady eyes intently gazing in the direction of the palace.
"Master, aren't you going to sleep yet?" The sparrow, who had already slept through its first round of sleep, woke up and saw that Yuandan was still sitting motionless on the windowsill. It flapped its wings and flew down to her side.
Yuan Dan's gaze didn't waver for a second: "What time is it?"
Sparrow: "It's 9 PM."
He didn't speak again on New Year's Day.
Suddenly, a lot of noise came from the front yard, and the faint sounds of weapons clashing and fighting could be heard.
"Sparrow!" Yuan Dan hurriedly called out to the back.
The sparrow, having heard nothing, raised its head in confusion: "Master?"
"Someone's coming, hide."
Without offering any further explanation, Yuandan simply shoved the sparrow out of the window.
Just as they landed on the tree trunk, some men in gray clothes rushed in carrying knives.
"Isn't Your Highness being a bit too cautious? How much use can a little bird possibly be?"
"There's no smoke without fire. If it's useful, great; if it's useless, just slaughter it and roast it."
"That's true."
Yuandan and the sparrow hid behind the leaves and overheard the gray-clad man's conversation. Yuandan's gaze turned cold.
After searching the room without finding the legendary bird of the Gan King, the man in gray finally set his sights on the tree outside.
"Could it be hiding in a tree?"
"Set the trees on fire!"
I almost couldn't help but swear on New Year's Day.
The man in gray carried a tinderbox, lit it with a whoosh, and was about to throw it at the tree where Yuandan and the sparrow were hiding when a dagger suddenly pierced his palm.
Yuan Qing took most of his men out to assist Xiao Changqi, leaving only a dozen or so to guard the Ganwang Mansion. That's why the people sent by the Crown Prince were able to break in so easily.
When Sun Jianchou arrived with his men, they happened to run into the gray-clad men preparing to burn the trees.
The dagger just now was thrown by Sun Jianchou.
"Chirp chirp." Jin Jin, who came with Sun Jianchou, saw two little birds hiding behind the leaves, greeted Sun Jianchou in bird language, and flew over.
Jin Jin hurriedly asked, "Silly Phoenix, are you alright?"
"It's nothing." Yuan Dan shook his head.
The hour of Chou (1-3 AM).
News finally came from the palace that the old emperor, who had been seriously ill, had passed away.
The crown prince, who had plotted a rebellion, was stabbed to death on the spot by the Prince of Gan.
With the throne vacant, all the ministers knelt and requested that Prince Gan ascend the throne, and that the grand ceremony of enthronement be performed immediately.
Xiao Changqi did not stay in the palace to sleep, but immediately rushed back to the Gan Prince's Mansion.
In modern times, people are used to staying up late on New Year's Day, but since she inexplicably came into this world, her biological alarm clock has become particularly regular.
He gets up before dawn every day, eating bamboo seeds while watching Xiao Changqi practice swordsmanship.
After dinner, I prepared to go to bed soon after nightfall.
The bodies of young people, the lifestyles of the elderly.
When the news arrived, the head steward said, "Little Yuanyuan, you should rest now. The prince will probably be staying in the palace tonight."
New Year's Day: "Chirp chirp."
knew.
I'll go to sleep soon.
But she was awakened from her dream shortly after closing her eyes.
Then he couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he simply squatted on the windowsill, buried his head in his wings, and closed his eyes to rest.
She had come to believe the story Sparrow and Jinjin had told her that she had once been a little phoenix.
But how did she and Xiao Changqi fall to the mortal realm?
besides……
The woman in my dream, dressed in red, with a cold, sinister face as if she had returned from hell, holding an ancient red sword... was that her?
The phoenix is an auspicious bird, and could never be as sinister and terrifying as in her dream. At the woman's feet, there were even countless corpses, and the tip of the sword she was holding was still dripping blood.
It was clear that she had killed all the people lying on the ground.
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