Chapter 49: Looking at the Bird

It was cold and the land was frozen and I couldn't ride a horse. The two of them each took a carriage and went their separate ways at the fork. Chen Zimo took Cheng Jiazhen to Lucheng, while Chen Ziqi went to Guiyun Palace.

He left Tu Buxian in the royal palace to protect the little fairy, and only brought Wu Buxian out.

The carriage was burning with charcoal, which was very warm, and the little red bird was jumping on the soft cushion. Chen Ziqi leaned lazily on the wall of the car, stretching out a finger to play with the bird.

Wu Buxiao hugged in the corner and dared not look around.

Chen Ziqi reached out to touch the tail feather of the little red bird. The little red bird hid for a while, obviously remembering what Chen Ziqi wanted to pluck her hair. She flapped her small wings, jumped to the side, and tilted her head and thought about it.

"Touch me, I won't pull it out." Chen Ziqi said sincerely.

The little claws scratched the cushion, Danyi tilted her head and glanced at the savory black man, feeling that she could not be embarrassed in front of the zodiac. Besides, the person you like had to touch his tail, which was a good thing... Then, just touch him, just a moment.

The little red bird slowly walked to Chen Ziqi and handed the hair to his hand. Chen Ziqi was also very trustworthy and stretched out a finger to touch it gently, but he just touched his soft little butt again.

"Chir!" The little red bird suddenly became furious.

Wu Bujian quickly stretched his head outside the curtain and pointed out the driver's way. After a while, he retracted his head.

"Wu Bukun, do you know this bird?" Chen Ziqi glanced at Wu Bukun with a weird look.

Wu Bushi looked up and met Chen Ziqi's scrutiny gaze, rubbed his hands, and said with a hard forehead: "I know, this is a divine bird..."

"Why do everyone in Guiyun Palace know?" Chen Ziqi poured himself a cup of tea and found that it was Junshan Yinye. She immediately didn't want to drink it. She raised her hand and poured it out and made a pot again.

According to Danyi, the Junshan silver leaves given by Emperor Tiande are feed for raising Gu. This tea is fried by Gu Master. People who have been infected often drink this tea, which will prevent Gu worms from starving. As long as Gu Master does not control it, they will not attack. But the disadvantage is that Gu worms will grow bigger and bigger. If they are not pulled out after ten or twenty years, people will still die.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shivered, wanting to see Danyi quickly and let him see if he had been infected with a ghost recently.

"This..." Wu Bujian glanced at the little red bird and asked if it could be said that the little red bird stretched out its claws and scratched its belly.

"You palace master sent you to me, but you didn't intend to hide it from me." Chen Ziqi lifted the kettle burned on the charcoal stove and soaked a pot of Longjing. This was given by Mr. Zeng.

Wu Bujian took the kettle from Chen Ziqi's hand, poured cold water and put it back on the stove. Looking at the charcoal fire that was suddenly extinguished, he pondered for a while and said slowly: "The upper and lower parts of Guiyun Palace are all serving the gods, so... know."

"The one who serves the gods," Chen Ziqi lowered his eyes. Lan Jiangxue said the same thing in his early years, "Is Dan Yi also a serving the gods?"

"Parent Lord, it's different from me." Wu Bujian lowered his head. To be honest, he refused to say much about the difference.

The road was far away. When it reached the foot of Yushan Mountain, it was already dark. Wu Bujian jumped out of the carriage and called the sedan chair carryer. Chen Ziqi put the little red bird in his arms, lifted the curtain, and looked up at the palace on the mountain.

The lights have been lit in Guiyun Palace. The bright lights reflect the pavilions and towers made of white marble like Tianjie Street in Xianshi. There is a white sedan that floats down from the mountains and comes to Chen Ziqi soon.

This time the sedan chair was carried by six people, no longer the previous light gauze curtain, but thick cotton curtains. Two others stood in front of the sedan chair with windproof lanterns in hand and led the way.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a ghost king marrying...

Chen Ziqi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't carry me with a white sedan next time, I'm so furious."

He floated up to Yushan and fell down on the qitai. On the Half Moon Bridge that went from the qitai to the palace, a layer of straw mat was laid to prevent slippage. He walked in front with a lantern, leading everyone in.

"Why has the prince arrived now? The dinner has passed?" Lan Jiangxue came out to greet him. The maid on the side stepped forward and put a fox-haired cloak on Chen Ziqi.

"The road is slippery and I can't walk fast," Chen Ziqi smiled and reached out and let the maid tie his clothes. "Where is Danyi?"

Lan Jiangxue took Chen Ziqi to a warm pavilion and said warmly: "The prince will go to Nuannuan first and eat something. The palace master will come to find you later."

Pushing open the warm pavilion, the warm breath came. In the small room, the charcoal fire was burning vigorously, and several maids stood aside, some placing plates, and some adding charcoal. There was a person sitting at the table, wearing colorful clothes, and looking at him with a pair of charming phoenix-tail eyes. Who wasn't Danyi?

Lan Jiangxue seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "The Palace Master has arrived, please, the prince."

"Danyi!" Chen Ziqi couldn't help but smile when he saw Danyi, rubbed over and sat with him, stuffed a pair of cold hands into Danyi's arms, "Well, I'm frozen to death."

Dan Yi was stunned by this sudden intimacy, and then felt a cold air rushing towards her body. She reached out and took out the two random claws and covered them in her palm. Danyang magic is the ultimate yang technique, so Danyi's body is warm all year round.

"Are you hungry?" Holding the pair of white and slender hands, Dan Yi was a little distracted. With the action of warming her hands, she quietly rubbed the soft palm with her thumb.

"Hungry," Chen Ziqi turned to look at the dishes on the table. It turned out to be a table of green, fried pork slices of bamboo shoots, braised fish, and soup buns were all dishes he liked to eat. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he broke away from his holding hands and was about to start eating. Suddenly, he remembered something, "By the way, I'll show you a good thing."

"What?" Danyi picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine, and sipped slowly.

"My bird!" Chen Ziqi said, reaching out to pull the bird in his arms.

"Puff--" Dan Yi choked out, and the maid next to him immediately stepped forward to wipe him. He waved his hand to let the maid go down. Dan Yi wiped the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief and poured a cup again.

"What are you asking the maid to go down?" Chen Ziqi blinked, suddenly realized, and punched Danyi, "What are you thinking about? It's not that bird."

Danyi was choked again and put down the wine cup helplessly: "I know..."

"Huh?" Chen Ziqi touched all over his body, but couldn't find the little hairball. He was suddenly panicked, "Oh no, have you fallen into the mountains!"

When I got off the bus, I was still there, so I could only fall from the sedan chair when I got up from the bottom of the mountain. The sedan chair in Guiyun Palace was made of bamboo poles, with only a few fences around. Such a small bird could easily fall from the gap.

Seeing that he was worried, Danyi had to say, "Nothing will happen."

The divine chicken appears mysteriously and disappears mysteriously every year. It is logical that nothing should happen, but why did it run away again? Chen Ziqi pursed her lips: "I originally wanted to show you. After talking for so many years, I haven't been able to see you both."

We couldn't see each other... Danyi drooped her eyes and grabbed a piece of bamboo shoot to eat.

Chen Ziqi calmly picked up some slices of meat and ate a bite of bamboo rice. The fragrant bamboo rice can remove the greasyness of the slices and mix them together.

It's delicious.

The sentence in the book suddenly popped up again.

The phoenix cannot live without a sycamore tree, and it cannot be eaten without a bamboo...

"Danyi, is the divine bird a phoenix?" Chen Ziqi asked Danyi while chewing the food.

"That's right." Dan Yi didn't eat much meat, she only ate it with green bamboo shoots and bamboo rice.

Chen Ziqi looked at him, pursed her lips, lowered her head and ate a big bite of rice, and swallowed the words she wanted to say with the rice.

"Since you are here, stay for a few more days." After dinner, Danyi pulled Chen Ziqi back to her bedroom to sleep. "The world is dangerous, you have to practice martial arts well."

Guiyun Palace seems to be warmer than Jianyang, especially Danyi's bedroom, which is as warm as spring. Chen Ziqi rolled on the bed and rolled to Danyi who was still reading official letters: "Does the Dragon Yin Divine Art and the Danyang Divine Art need to be matched together to practice?"

"The Danyang magic skill can be practiced by yourself, but the Dragon Roar magic skill cannot." Dan Yi didn't look at him, but just stared at the things in his hand and looked very fast.

No wonder Danyi practiced faster than him. Danyi finished the third level before he started learning the second level.

"There has been some dissatisfaction in the world recently," Dan Yi closed the letter in her hand and frowned slightly. "You can handle the fiefdom and live in Guiyun Palace for a long time. Before the crown, you must at least practice to the third level."

"Oh," Chen Ziqi responded absent-mindedly, and retracted half of her face into the quilt, "That, Brother Feng Yuan..."

Hearing this title, Danyi's hand holding the letter couldn't help but tremble, put down the thing, turned to look at Chen Ziqi, "Hmm?"

"Let me some money." Chen Ziqi bit the edge of the quilt, revealing a row of small white teeth.

"How much do you want?" Dan Yi slid into the quilt and flicked out the candlelight.

Chen Ziqi calculated by her fingers, and didn't know when the emperor and the second brother could give money, so she had to borrow more from Danyi, "I have to give gifts to the head of Lushan, and I have to open a chicken farm..."

“…What’s the point of opening a chicken farm?”

"Make money, you don't know how poor I am. A dignified first-rate prince can hardly afford chicken legs."

“…”

The next day, Dan Yi gave Chen Ziqi a long sandalwood box.

"What is this?" Chen Ziqi hugged the box and weighed it, it was quite heavy.

"It is better to give swords than to give gold and silver to the Lushan Sword Sect," Dan Yi seemed a little unhappy, "What are you doing to flatter Luxiu?"

Lu Xiuqi was the leader of the ancestors of the Lushan School.

"The situation is forced..." Chen Ziqi murmured, lifting the box and looking at it, there was a sword with silver light lying inside. There was also a sapphire with excellent quality on the scabbard, and the hilt was engraved with the small word "Zhan Lu".

Chen Ziqi doesn't understand swords either, but it looks quite valuable.

As he was speaking, a man in black suddenly came in and knelt in front of Dan Yi and said, "Party Lord, Feng Ling and Su Xin Sect had a conflict in Bailu Mountain. Su Xin Sect died and Feng Ling injured three people."

Bailu Mountain? Chen Ziqi frowned. Isn’t that the place where Heidan’s mother fell off the cliff? Chen Zimo rushed back in a hurry, but he made an appointment with Feng Ling’s people to go to Wangchuanya to catch the bones.

The author has something to say: Small Theater:

Bird Attack: Come and stay for a long time

Qiqi: But I don't have the money to pay for accommodation

Bird Attack: You can use something else

Qi Qi: What?

Bird Attack: You guess

Qi Qi: (cover your face)

Bird Attack:(/⊙/v/⊙/)

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