My current figure can no longer replicate the graceful movements of the "Dance of the Flying Swan" (a famous Chinese dance).
She doesn't even have a waist.
"Chirp chirp".
Halfway through its hop, the bird suddenly stopped, signaling Xiao Changqi to wait a moment.
She went to put on makeup.
Xiao Changqi had no idea what this naughty little bird was up to this time. Just as she was about to flap her wings and fly away, he grabbed her and asked, "Finished dancing?"
On New Year's Day, I patted the back of his hand and said, "Chirp chirp."
No.
Knowing that the man wouldn't understand what she was saying, Yuan Dan jumped from the man's hand onto the table, picked up a calligraphy brush, and wrote: "I'll go put on some makeup before I jump."
Xiao Changqi: "..."
How else does this round, chubby little bird want to put on makeup?
But seeing the little bird's slightly bright eyes, Xiao Changqi couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm, and simply asked, "How should I dress up?"
"You'll know once I'm all dressed up, won't you?"
"Speak to me first."
The little bird firmly shook its head: "I won't tell."
If his subordinates were to disobey the Prince of Gan like this, they would certainly be punished by the Prince of Gan. But since the bird standing in front of him was his pet, Xiao Changqi did not bother with it.
"Just you wait and see."
The little bird left this sentence on the paper and then scurried into the house, calling the sparrows.
The head steward and his servants came to report to Xiao Changqi. The luggage had already been packed and sorted, but they saw the prince sitting at the stone table, holding a piece of Xuan paper soaked in ink.
His aloof and proud features were like snow-capped peaks that had been frozen for thousands of years melting, turning into a touch of gentleness.
The head steward had never seen the prince like this before, and he didn't know why the prince was sitting alone in the courtyard, as if he was waiting for someone.
Manager Zhou suddenly stopped, unwilling to break the rare tranquility.
He only watched from a distance with his servants.
Later, the head steward learned that the prince was playing with Xiao Yuanyuan.
The servants in the Prince's mansion were already used to it.
Because the prince and Xiao Yuanyuan had been inseparable these past few days, one day when the prince went to the morning court, his beloved bird was nowhere to be seen in the mansion.
The servants panicked immediately. Little Yuanyuan was missing. If the prince found out when he returned, he would surely skin them alive.
As a result, the entire palace was thrown into chaos because of a small bird.
The servants, who had been trembling with fear, finally breathed a sigh of relief when the prince returned from court with a small pink bird perched on his head.
So it turns out that Little Yuanyuan was taken to the morning court by the prince.
etc……
Go to morning? !
The place for holding the morning court session is the Golden Palace!
This is where civil and military officials and the emperor discuss state affairs!
Your Highness, you actually took a little bird with you.
The servants had to reassess Xiao Yuanyuan's status in the household.
She is comparable to a princess.
So when the servants learned that the prince was waiting for and playing with Xiao Yuanyuan, they were not shocked or confused. Instead, they felt that they knew it was true.
The little bird was fiddling with something, and it wasn't until half an incense stick had burned that we saw a bird that was half pink and half red, with ribbons tied to its wings and body.
Xiao Changqi stared in disbelief at the newly transformed ball of fluff: "Who are you?"
On New Year's Day, I really wanted to give men wings: "Chirp chirp."
Can't you tell?
I am New Year's Day!
It was Xiao Yuanyuan too!
Xiao Changqi found the little bird's attire rather perplexing: "Why is it dressed like this?"
On New Year's Day, it flapped its wings and flew onto the stone table, the ribbons fluttering with the flapping of its wings.
Picking up the calligraphy brush with its beak, it wrote on New Year's Day: "Of course, it's so I can dance for you."
Looking at the same ugly words on the paper as always, Xiao Changqi felt a tickle in his heart, a slight itch, and even his voice became a little hoarse: "What dance?"
"The Dance of the Startled Swan".
This was the dance that Zhen Huan performed in the main hall, which captivated and enthralled Emperor Yongzheng.
So you'd better watch carefully.
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