The servants retreated one after another. Song Heng gently waved his right arm towards me and said, "It seems that you can not only feed them, but also lead them directly to the pavilion."
I was also a little surprised. After confirming that Song Heng was really fine, I spoke up: "Have they flown in before?"
"This is the first time I've seen one." Song Heng looked at the bird in front of him. The bird also kept staring at Song Heng. Looking at its eyes - why do I feel that it is addicted to Song Heng's beauty and can't extricate itself...
The bird then jumped directly onto the stone table and occupied the entire plate of bait. I was stunned - this bird was a little too smart and domineering!
I poured the bait in my hand to the well-behaved bird outside the railing, and then walked closer to the round table to look at this unusual bird - its feathers were like white satin, its eyes were like black beads, and it was eating the bait in front of it with relish.
"Shuang'er," Song Heng took my hand and motioned me to sit on the round stool beside him. "If you feel bored staying in the palace, you can come to Chengqing Palace to find me. There are examinations and palace examinations coming up soon. If I can't accompany you, I will ask Ah Fu to arrange for someone to take you out to play."
I nodded at him, as if he knew everything I was thinking and always thoughtfully arranged everything for me: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Song Heng looked at the bird in front of him, and I looked at it carefully too. The hand that Song Heng had just held was placed on the round table, and I couldn't help but want to touch the bird's smooth feathers.
The bird suddenly stopped feeding and looked at me with its round eyes. Before I could figure out what the look meant, I suddenly felt something cold and soft falling on my hand.
"Ah--" I stared at the grayish-white paste on the back of my hand. Although it was only the size of my little finger, I still couldn't help but scream.
Does this bird have a grudge against me? Why is it so obsessed with the back of my hand, even though it's so big? Why is it so vicious and beautiful?
Upon hearing the noise, Xiao Tao rushed over and tried to wipe me clean with a silk handkerchief. A servant then brought a basin of water. The servant who blew the whistle explained to me in a panic, "Please forgive me, Concubine Mu! They weren't like this before! Their food is very clean and won't harm your body..."
While I was wiping my hands in the basin, I looked at his nervous expression and said to him, "I know, I understand. Don't be nervous..."
After several attempts, the servant brought the basin down, and Xiaotao helped me wipe my hands with a silk handkerchief. Only then did I realize that I hadn't heard Song Heng's voice.
I quickly turned my head to look, and saw that Song Heng was still supporting his chin with one hand and resting the other hand on the round table, looking at me with a smile in his eyes, as if he had been looking at me for a long time.
I lowered my head shyly for some reason, but then I realized that there was a hint of "gloating" in that smile. When I was about to take another look, I caught a glimpse of the snow-white "culprit" still eating the bait in the plate leisurely, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with it.
Since it seems so smart and so human...
I turned around and saw that the servant who had just blew the whistle had retreated outside the hexagonal pavilion. I smiled slyly and stretched out my freshly washed hand to touch it, but it took a nimble step and rubbed against Song Heng's arm.
It’s okay, what I want to say is the main point, I have to scare it no matter what!
"This bird has a plump body," I smacked my lips deliberately. "It's also good at flying and jumping, so its meat must be delicious..."
I don’t know if the bird understood or not, but it immediately jumped onto Song Heng’s slender arm on the table and stopped eating the bait.
"Let me think about it. Is it better to braise it or steam it?" I said, getting even more excited. "Or stir-fry it? Just sizzle it in oil!"
Song Heng raised his eyebrows and continued to smile without saying anything, completely staying out of the matter, like an audience watching a play.
The water bird suddenly turned its head to look at Song Heng, making a "miao-miao" sound. The sound was crisp but a little hurried, just like a poor little thing seeking shelter.
So awesome!
I immediately opened my eyes wide and looked at Song Heng, blinking deliberately: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, which cooking method do you think is best?"
The bird was not willing to be outdone, and before I finished speaking it continued to call "Miu-miu-miu".
Song Heng looked at me with a smile in his dark eyes, but finally lowered his head to look at the water bird and stretched out his other hand as if to touch and comfort it.
What! ?
Wow, I'm so jealous and angry. I'm not even as good as a water bird! ?
I almost couldn't breathe, and was just wondering if I had the guts to just throw up my sleeves and leave when Song Heng lowered his eyes, reached out, took the water bird off his arm, and handed it to me: "Listen to Shuang'er."
!
Happiness and love came so suddenly, so suddenly that I forgot to reach out to receive them.
All I heard was the water bird let out a low "Mew" and then it remained silent, looking particularly pitiful and helpless.
"Hahaha, I'm just kidding," I instantly softened my heart and laughed, then winked at Song Heng: "I just wanted to scare it."
Song Heng placed the water bird on the round table, folding his arms as if talking to the bird: "But if I anger Shuang'er, I won't be happy either."
"Frying and stir-frying are not very healthy," Song Heng suddenly stood on the same page with me. "Shuang'er has just recovered, so steaming or stewing is healthier."
The water bird looked at Song Heng, and the dull look in its eyes that had appeared at first due to being obsessed with beauty disappeared instantly. Then it lowered its head and touched the plate of bait with its long beak.
He has the demeanor of a great general! He is not afraid in the face of danger.
Of course I could see that Song Heng was cooperating with me to scare it to make me happy, and I felt like I was in a jar of honey.
I saw that the water bird didn't peck at the bait, but used its long beak to gently push the tray, once, twice...
The tray was pushed in front of me, and then he looked at me with a very innocent look, and his already black eyes looked especially clean.
Is this - asking for peace with me using your favorite food? Hahaha!
It feels so good to have Song Heng's support!
I contentedly stroked its soft feathers: "It's all for scaring you. How does that saying go—"
"Huluhuluma won't scare you!" I don't remember who said this to me, but it stuck in my head: "The bait is all yours too, eat it quickly, and go back to sleep when you're full!"
Song Heng chuckled beside him, and the water bird suddenly rubbed against me. Since I was sitting, it seemed like it was going to crash into my arms.
I leaned back subconsciously, and Song Heng suddenly reached out and scooped up the water bird: "Eat the bait and enjoy it. After you finish eating, go back to sleep."
I seriously thought he was entrusting the minister with some important matter.
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