Nan Yu scratched her head, wondering if his pet snake shared the same name as her. Seeing that he was about to leave, she quickly said, "Don't go yet, keep writing."
He then extended his hand to Song Xianqing.
Staring at the boy's beautiful, fair hands, Song Xianqing wanted to touch them, but stopped halfway. The little beauty already disliked him, and if he took advantage of her, she might give him a hard time.
Extending her index finger, she held the boy's palm with her left hand and wrote "Lan" on his palm. His hand was so soft and warm; she wanted to kiss it.
The happier Song Xianqing laughed, the more dangerous it was.
Because you don't know what he's up to.
Nan Yu felt itchy as he slid his fingers across her palm. She pursed her lips and tried to pull her hand away. She could tolerate the character "Lan," but the character "Yu" had too many strokes. She couldn't stand it after writing half of it and struggled to pull her hand back.
My palms were itchy, so I subconsciously rubbed them against the silver jewelry on my clothes to relieve the itch.
Like a little kitten.
Song Xianqing's eyes were full of smiles.
"I haven't finished writing yet."
Nan Yu: "Why don't you take a twig and write on the ground?"
Knowing that "Lan" refers to the orchid, the character "Nan Yu" doesn't bother me anymore; they're homophones with different names, so it's not a big deal.
Song Xianqing: "It's almost finished."
Just then, the clan chief arrived, but Nan Yu ignored him again. The clan chief stood among the clansmen, shook the bell in his hand, and told Deng Xin and Liu Pianpian to stand on opposite sides, and the poisonous Gu was put into the cage.
Pull the cardboard back after ten seconds.
Liu Pianpian is a black spider, and Nan Yu's scorpion is also black. The recorder needs to keep an eye on them at all times, while the owner can choose to watch or not.
Nan Yu looked at Liu Pianpian, wanting to know what made the female lead so special.
That made the original owner so devoted.
Liu Pianpian smiled back at him, her dimples shallow, like peach blossoms slowly blooming in the spring breeze, sweet and charming, making one want to cherish her.
Nan Yu: "..."
Song Xianqing kept staring at the boy. Seeing that he was particularly attentive to Liu Pianpian, his smiling eyes narrowed dangerously. He walked over and deliberately blocked their view, but this time he didn't look for Nan Yu.
Instead, he walked over to Liu Pianpian's side.
Liu Pianpian is extremely attracted to good-looking people.
Song Xianqing's face was enough to make her heart flutter like a deer. In the original story, she had never liked the boy.
Because Song Xianqing is often elusive and used to being alone, he spends his days with his snake, wandering through forests and sleeping in caves. Moreover, in the story, Song Xianqing doesn't seem to care much about dressing up, and he doesn't wear any silver jewelry.
Only during special sacrificial ceremonies, when one is forced to attend as a villager, will one reluctantly change into a silver-adorned outfit.
Song Xianqing: "Hello."
Liu Pianpian stammered, "You, hello, who are you?"
Due to work requirements, the three relationships—saintess, clan chief, and priest—would only involve meeting about ten times a year. As the son of the clan chief, Song Xianqing was someone Liu Pianpian had never met.
One reason is that the boy genuinely doesn't like interacting with people.
One possibility is that Song Xianqing didn't really like dressing up before.
Song Xianqing: "Liu Yu's good friend."
Then, feeling that wasn't enough, they added: "The only one."
Nan Yu didn't want to be friends with him; he was an outsider who created his own identity.
Liu Pianpian was naive and didn't understand the hidden meaning in his words. So he was Yu-gege's good friend. He was so good-looking. How come I've never seen him before?
I thought about it and then asked.
Song Xianqing smiled: "Thank you. We don't usually see each other. What's your relationship with Xiaoyu? He always seems to be watching you."
Liu Pianpian could sense Liu Yu's feelings for her to some extent, but their identities were special, so they could not be in love or have lovers. Moreover, she did not like Liu Yu and only regarded him as a brother.
I dare not respond.
I'm afraid it will be awkward if I reveal the truth later.
Liu Pianpian: "I've always treated Brother Yu as my brother, and Brother Yu should also treat me as his sister. We're siblings, and we're friends too."
Song Xianqing raised her voice and said, "Little sister, since you are Xiaoyu's little sister, then you are also my little sister. Here's a gift for you."
As he spoke, he pulled out a budgerigar from somewhere.
The parrot's claws were perched on his index finger. It was tiny and incredibly cute. Song Xianqing gave the parrot to Liu Pianpian and smiled, "It's very smart. You can teach it to talk."
Liu Pianpian was both surprised and delighted. The High Priest came over, his expression slightly grim: "Xianqing, this is a competition, what are you doing?"
There is only one high priest in the Miao village.
Some things are passed down only to women, not men.
Although there is a Holy Son now, they value the Holy Maiden more. The little girl they raised has never experienced love. Song Xianqing is good-looking and dressed in a tall and handsome manner. They are really afraid that he is interested in Pianpian.
He was the clan chief's son.
The buff is fully stacked.
If something really goes wrong, none of them can afford to take the blame.
The Gu worms of the Miao village are not a panacea.
You can't raise a heartless Gu.
The high priest could only verbally remind Liu Pianpian.
Nip it in the bud as soon as it starts.
Like a magician, Song Xianqing pulled out another green parrot, placed it on his right hand, and handed it to the high priest, saying with a slight parting of his thin lips, "I'll give you one too."
High Priest: "..."
That kid.
The high priest arrived, and Liu Pianpian's face paled. She hid her girlish thoughts and looked at the high priest, wondering whether the parrot would accept his offer.
Song Xianqing was a little tired from holding it up, so she directed the parrots, one flying onto the High Priest's shoulder and the other onto Liu Pianpian's shoulder. The two of them were speechless.
Song Xianqing smiled and said, "Don't mention it, I have many."
The high priest sighed. This child had never acted like this before. Lately, he's been displaying his talents like a peacock. Could it be that... he's taken a liking to Pianpian?
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took the parrot off Liu Pianpian's shoulder, instructing the Holy Maiden: "You can't accept things from men. You must remember your place."
The high priest returned the parrot to Liu Pianpian without giving her a chance to reply. The girl was disappointed, her eyes filled with reluctance, but she dared not let the high priest see it.
When Song Xianqing saw the high priest approaching, a smile still played on his lips.
"Xianqing, don't send Pianpian anything anymore. She is a holy maiden, and you are the son of the clan chief. You should know the rules of our Miao village."
Song Xianqing: "Then the High Priest will take care of you. You are an elder, so it's not against the rules to give you gifts, is it?"
The two little parrots are indeed quite cute.
The high priest felt unsure whether to accept the offer or not.
In the end, it was returned to Song Xianqing.
Song Xianqing released the two parrots; one flew to the high priest's house, and the other flew to Liu Pianpian's house.
It's human nature to enjoy gossip.
Nan Yu watched for a while as they returned the parrot to its owner.
As the parrot flew away, the gossip ended, and Nan Yu shifted her gaze to the transparent Gu box. The scorpion and the spider were still testing each other, and the scorpion's pincers snapped off one of the spider's legs.
Song Xianqing moved closer to him again and called out, "Brother Xiaoyu."
Nan Yu: "..."
Song Xianqing: "Brother Xiaoyu~"
Nan Yu couldn't help but look up and meet the boy's starry eyes. His heart skipped a beat. He couldn't blame himself for being attracted; he was just too good-looking. You'd think he stepped out of a painting.
Song Xianqing: "I gave Liu Pianpian a budgie."
Nan Yu glanced at him, then couldn't help but glance at Liu Pianpian again, wondering if the parrot had been returned.
His eyes darted around before finally settling elsewhere, ignoring Song Xianqing.
Song Xianqing shamelessly tried to make conversation: "I asked Liu Pianpian, and she said you two are siblings. I think she's your sister, which means she's my sister too. I gave her a parrot."
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P.S.: Many personal settings are included, all for the sake of the plot; the content is purely fictional.
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