Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

Perhaps it was because after making up his mind to leave, Fu Yuan had no intention of going to the building again, instead, he lived a leisurely and comfortable life in the mansion, teasing the birds and admiring the flowers.

There is a parrot in the mansion, Fu Yuan caught a glimpse of it by chance in the busy market one day on his way to the full moon, and felt that the color of this bird was particularly conspicuous, the whole body was orange, but a gradual orange color, from the round head down , the coat color becomes more and more saturated, and it looks like a small round mango from a distance. Fu Yuan was immediately impressed by the cuteness of this little guy, so he got someone to buy it.

"Guoguo, come here." Fu Yuan took the bird food and teased this cute little guy from time to time. Originally, the cages where the little mangoes were kept were hung outside, but they were brought in because of the weather. I would let it out from time to time to get some air, but every time it thumped all over the room, and the maids chased it to wipe its poop, so I had to put it back in the cage.

Guoguo in the cage tilted his head and poked his head to eat the food delivered by Fu Yuan. Sometimes he was so anxious to eat that his mouth got stuck on the side of the cage. Looking pitiful and funny, Fu Yuan teased it for a while, but finally couldn’t bear it. Just take it out and put it in your hands.

Guoguo, who got out of the cage, wanted to flop again, but Fu Yuan caught her little paw, and could only chirp non-stop. Fu Yuan carefully stretched out two fingers to stroke Guoguo's little head, and then put it Soothed down.

Seeing that she couldn't move, Guoguo simply nestled in Qianyuan's palm, Fu Yuan tilted her head to look at it, and asked, "Guoguo, can you speak?"

Of course, Little Mango couldn't answer him, but Xiao Qiu who was packing up at the side laughed twice and replied: "Master, your parrot can't talk."

So that's it, it's okay, it's over for being cute, Fu Yuan shook his palm, watching the chubby little fur ball move accordingly.

"Young master, if you want one that can talk, you have to buy another one."

Fu Yuan shook his head, "No need, Guoguo is very good." What's more, he will be leaving soon, so why would he have a new favorite?

Just as Fu Yuan was fascinated by the little mango in his hand, Xiao Qiu finished his work, looked at the bored Qian Yuan and said, "If you are bored in the mansion, why don't you go upstairs?"

But Fu Yuan replied: "Going to the building is the same as staying here." Both places are Yan Rongzhen's place, and every time he travels, he is accompanied by more than a dozen people, and he is always in sight wherever he goes. focus, this feeling is not good.

Seeing Qian Yuan falling down, Xiao Qiu lost his mind for a moment, seeing that Fu Yuan was very close to the bird, he reminded: "Master, don't hold it in your hand for too long, it will get dirty." The meaning is that birds are straight intestines, and they can't hold back their excrement, which will stain Fu Yuan's palms.

As soon as he finished speaking, Little Mango twisted his buttocks, and immediately pulled a lump of poop in Fu Yuan's palm. Fu Yuan was dumbfounded, and could only take out a brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands clean.

As soon as the clinker put the little mango on the table, the little guy was free, and immediately flew up with his wings flapping.Seeing this, the little maids in the house rushed forward to catch it, but the little mango flew too high, so they could only hang around below, and after a while, they had nothing to do with this naughty bird.

"Close the doors and windows quickly, don't let it fly out." Fu Yuan shouted.

At this time, the little mango had already flown to the window, and there was a sudden panic in the room. Xiao Qiu hurriedly jumped up, trying to close the window, but the clinker said it was too late, but the parrot relied on its small stature. Very nimbly, he got out of the gap by the window and disappeared immediately.

"Mr. Fu, calm down." The room fell to one knee, Fu Yuan only replied, please quickly get up and chase the little figure out.

The cold wind blew across Qianyuan's cheeks like countless ice blades, causing pain. Fu Yuan chased towards the back garden, fearing that the little mango would fly out of the house

Go, it will be even more difficult to catch.

When the Ninth Prince came back, he didn't see Xin Niannian at the gate of the mansion again, he was surprised: "Where did Yuan'er go?"

The young servant waiting at the door was still a little out of breath, and he had just come back from the back garden, and he replied: "Mr. Fu is chasing the little mango."

What. "

Little mango?Yan Rongzhen frowned, "What is that?"

"Young Master's parrot just accidentally flew out."

Yan Rongzhen took a closer look, and the usually quiet palace was very lively today, only to see a small orange-yellow figure that was extremely flexible, stopping on this tree now, and stopping there at that time The top of the wall just refused to fly back.

Fu Yuan originally looked around anxiously, fearing that the little mango would really disappear, but gradually, he became less anxious. Parrots are pets, and they have been living in a cage that can be seen from birth to be used by humans. Watching, feeding and playing, most parrots are used to staying in the three-acre land, even if the cage is opened, it may not escape, but the little mango clinker is so wild, and it has to look at it when it gets the chance. It is impossible to look at the outside world.

There are many guards practicing martial arts in the mansion, but birds have wings, and they don't stay in one place for a long time. There is really nothing to do with them for a while. After a while, the little orange figure really disappeared. .

Fu Yuan just looked at its back like this, and suddenly felt that it would be good to run away, at least it is different from his brothers and sisters. Although this walk will lose the worry-free life of eating and drinking, it will give more freedom.

Qian Yuan's back seemed a little lost, Yan Rongzhen took off his fox fur, covered Fu Yuan's body, touched the man's cold cheeks, and said angrily: "Okay, it's just a pet. Just buy it."

"Buy another one, it's not a small mango either."

Hearing Qian Yuan's childish words, the Ninth Prince laughed, and coaxed softly: "Then buy another one with the same color, dear, go into the house."

Fu Yuan lowered his brows and asked suddenly, "For Your Highness, is there anything that will not change?"

Yan Rongzhen was stunned for a moment, not wanting the person in front of him to ask such a question, he replied without thinking, "Of course it is the power in the world."

That's true, Fu Yuan understood it, and didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, the medical officer came to see Fu Yuan's injuries as usual. There were several heaters in the room, which did not make people feel cold. Qian Yuan's clothes were half untied, revealing the gauze on his waist and abdomen. Yan Rongzhen did not want others to touch him. Touching Fu Yuan, he came to untie the gauze himself, and saw that after the gauze was removed, the stab wound had almost healed, and new pink flesh grew out.

The medical officer took a look and knew that there was nothing to worry about Fu Yuan's injury, so he bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Fu's injury has fully healed."

"Very good." There was a smile on Yan Rongzhen's lips, "Thank you."

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Mr. Fu!"

Putting the clothes on, I heard Xiao Qiu who was waiting outside the door shouting: "Master, Little Mango is back!"

Fu Yuan got up immediately, and walked out in only his unlined clothes. Regardless of the deep chill, he opened his eyes and looked at the three to four meter high wall, only to see a small orange thing shivering nestled there.

"Guoguo, Guoguo?" Fu Yuan called repeatedly.

Putting a coat on Qianyuan, Yan Rongzhen didn't understand why Fu Yuan cared so much about this bird, and thought that Fu Yuan would not go back to the house if the little mango didn't come back, so he said helplessly: "You are here Wait here, I will go and catch you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone including Qian Yuan was very surprised. They saw that the Ninth Prince jumped up from the ground with a touch of his toes, and stood on the high wall in twos and threes.

Fu Yuan's heart was blocked in his throat, he looked nervously at Yan Rongzhen's figure, even though he was very stable, he seemed to be walking on the top of the wall as if he was walking on flat ground.

The little mango was already curled up from the cold, and his vigilance was lowered a lot. Yan Rongzhen moved very quickly, stretched out his hand to grab the parrot, and then jumped down from the wall .

Seeing that the person was already standing on the ground, Fu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He took the little mango Kun Ze handed over, with a complicated expression on his face, and said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Pinching Qianyuan's cheek, Yan Rongzhen smiled indulgently, "Don't frown anymore."

"Chirp." Feeling the warmth, the little mango became much more active again. He twitched Fu Yuan's palm twice and closed his palm so that the little naughty man wouldn't fly out again. Fu Yuan leaned forward, slightly bowed his head, The prince left a kiss on his face.

Sending the little mango back to the cage, the little guy wandered around outside, and he seemed to be a lot more well-behaved when he came back, and he didn't want to go out anymore. Now he fell headlong into his own food box, and he seemed to be very hungry.

I thought it was an annoyed parrot, but I never thought it was just naughty, curious about the scenery outside, suddenly hurt, and came back in despair, Fu Yuan thought, maybe next time I let it out, it will be the same Will not think about running away.

"You, I thought you had a lot of backbone." Looking at the cheerful little figure who was eating, Fu Yuan said angrily.

The deep winter in Beiyuan suddenly began to drizzle, and the already cold weather began to become more and more bitter. The maids temporarily added a few pieces of coal to the stove, which made the room warm again.

Embracing Yan Rongzhen, Fu Yuan looked at the slightly blue eyes of the people around him. He knew what power this person was talking about. Yan Rongzhen was the prince of the dynasty, so it was almost unnecessary to guess why his ambition was so powerful. The throne above people.

That day in Buzhuang, after he chatted with He Qiuyan, Mr. He asked himself again and again, but he thought it over, after all, it would be best if he succeeded in leaving, but if he failed, he would not be able to keep Fu Yuan.

"You don't have to protect me." Looking at his worried friend, Fu Yuan smiled indifferently, "It was not my intention to live in a cage made of gold. Even if I failed, I could still walk out of this cage. regret."

He Qiuyan nodded, "Well, on the night of the Lantern Festival, I will come to pick you up, and then join Zhao Biyang and the others. There are so many of us, and in the name of a party, the guards following you should relax their vigilance."

"it is good."

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