Huo Youcai ultimately did not fight Xiao Changqi.
Having already been beaten by the Prince of Gan once, Huo Youcai knew his own limitations very well. He only came to the Prince of Gan's mansion on a whim, declaring that he wanted to fight Xiao Changqi.
Now that I'm clear-headed, I certainly won't be foolish enough to ask for a beating.
After turning back into a bird on New Year's Day, the plan to open a shop had to be put on hold.
She resumed her daily routine of eating, sleeping, and doing aerobics.
On the seventh day of the lunar new year.
Xiao Changqi was not at home when he entered the palace. After finishing his aerobics on New Year's Day, he saw the head steward arranging things, as if he was going somewhere.
"Chirp chirp??"
Yuandan landed on the old manager's shoulder, her little voice filled with a hint of confusion.
Steward Zhou, where are you going?
After spending some time with the little bird, the old steward had come to understand it somewhat and knew that the bird was as intelligent as a person and could understand human speech.
"His Highness is going to visit an old friend today," the old steward said kindly, patting the little bird's head.
"Chirp??"
What old friend?
"Do you want to go too, Little Yuanyuan?"
New Year's Day nodded its head: "Chirp chirp."
I want to go.
Aside from attending court, the prince was almost inseparable from the little bird, taking it with him wherever he went.
So the head steward decided to bring the little bird along as well.
Outside the city gate.
Xiao Changqi was dressed in a black and gold robe, with a white jade crown inlaid with jewels on his head. Beneath his long, willow-like eyebrows were a pair of deep, dark phoenix eyes. His handsome face remained expressionless as always, even somewhat cold, like a sharp blade hidden in a cold pool for thousands of years, extremely dangerous.
The man rode atop a tall black horse, his gaze sweeping across the bustling inner city, seemingly fixed on something unknown.
Before long, a low-key carriage slowly drove out of the city and finally stopped in front of Xiao Changqi.
The head steward stepped down from the carriage: "Your Highness."
The man nimbly dismounted and climbed into the carriage without needing a stool. Just as he lifted the curtain, a pink pom-pom bumped into his arms.
Xiao Changqi was slightly taken aback. He instinctively reached out and caught the pink ball, then looked down and met a pair of small, beady eyes as clear as the blue sea.
"Chirp chirp." The little bird seemed inexplicably excited.
Surprised?
Surprised?
Looking at the little bird's cheerful appearance, Xiao Changqi's lips, which had been tense all morning, suddenly relaxed, curving into a barely perceptible smile.
He poked the little bird and said, "Bad Yuanyuan."
Yuandan was already immune to the man's criticism. She let him stroke her feathers for a while before flying back to the carriage. She used her beak to drag over a small bundle from the side, then picked out a bamboo seed from it and gestured for the man to help her peel it.
Xiao Changqi: "..."
Sitting opposite the little bird, Xiao Changqi refused it expressionlessly: "Knock it yourself."
Yuandan's eyes widened instantly: "...!!"
You're not even going to help me peel the bamboo seeds anymore.
Do you have a bird outside?
On New Year's Day, she hopped and flew to the man's lap, sniffing here and there.
It didn't smell like any other birds.
There was a faint smell of blood.
Wasn't this man supposed to go to the palace?
Why does your body smell of blood?
Xiao Changqi grabbed the little bird that was causing trouble on him and said in a low voice, "The birds that Consort Xian raises all eat beans and rice on their own."
On New Year's Day, she retorted, "Chirp chirp."
Can those birds compare to her?
She is a person, not a real bird.
Xiao Changqi picked up the little bird, placed it on the small table, and pushed the bamboo fruit in front of her, the meaning was clear: she should eat it herself.
New Year:"……"
After a moment of silence, the little bird ignored the bamboo fruit on the small table and hopped back into the man's arms, flapping its short, plump wings at him.
Don't be sad.
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