Yunyue past events

Under the moonlight, Zhao Ling flew very low, shuttled among the trees, and passed a lake by the wind. There was a group of wild deer drinking water by the lake. Their figures were indistinct, with agile and graceful antlers.

The night wind blows the feathers, it is cool and comfortable, Zhaoling screams happily, startling the deer herd to run around.

Ever since the crown prince Zhaoyu returned from Yuanyuan, Zhaoling followed his elder brother every day, like a little tail.He was happy during the day and fell asleep at night. He didn't dream of becoming a bird for a long time.

Tonight, he turned into a bird again, soaring in the wind, feeling a long-lost sense of wonder.

I haven't seen my benefactor for a long time, is the benefactor's injury healed?

Zhaoling flew to the north bank of the river, hovered in the air, found the benefactor's thatched hut, and flew on the window.

The room is dim, and the sound of sleeping people in the room can be heard. The sound is deep and low. Some age, it is the man in the room who is snoring.The benefactor was apparently also asleep. He was lying flat on the bed, soundlessly, the grass leaves wrapped around his arms had been removed, and one arm was resting on his abdomen, in a comfortable sleeping position.

There is no smell of herbs and blood in the house, and the benefactor's wound is already healed!

Zhaoling flapped her wings lightly, and landed quietly on the benefactor's pillow. Because of joy, when she landed, Zhaoling involuntarily made two chirping sounds.

He didn't expect that his benefactor, like him, had his spiritual consciousness in a dream, and his benefactor was half asleep and half awake.

The two birdsongs near his ears awakened Yueqian, he slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, and out of the corners of his eyes he caught a glimpse of a small fuzzy figure beside the pillow, it was Fengniao.

Being in the forest, there are birds singing day and night near the house, but the more you dive, the slightly unique song of the phoenix can be recognized immediately.

The colorful feather crest is slightly glowing, and it is raising its head to look up, like looking at a person on a pillow.It is said to be a bird, but sometimes it behaves quite like a human.

Yue Qian lowered his eyes, pretended to be still asleep, and observed secretly.

The bird jumped onto Yue Qian's shoulders, and then jumped from the shoulders to his head, the movement was light, and two small paws stepped on Yue Qian's eyebrows, making a happy cry.

Zhaoling not only uttered a cry, but also jumped on people's faces, excitedly saying in bird language: "Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

That's right: benefactor, wake up, it's me!

Yue Qian's palm fell on the bird, and he grabbed the bird tightly, Zhaoling stopped harassing, and thought happily: The benefactor finally woke up.

The benefactor's hand is a bit strong, pinching her own wings hurts, Zhao Ling bowed her head to peck at the benefactor's hand, and submerged slightly to loosen it, maintaining the strength not to pinch the bird, but also to prevent the bird from breaking free.

With the phoenix bird in his hand, Yueqian sat up from the bed and grabbed the bird to him. He looked down at the bird. It had been a few days since he saw the bird.

Touch its soft and warm body, touch its glowing colorful feather crown.

What a phoenix bird, it really came.

In Yue Qian's dream, he just tore up a chickadee, devoured it with blood and flesh, and filled his hungry belly. Now seeing this phoenix bird throwing himself into his arms, he felt unreal.

I thought it would never appear again, but it came back after many days.

Where did it go in those days when it was missing?

After many days, why did she suddenly come to his thatched hut and come to him?

The phoenix bird didn't like being caught and held on, so it lightly pecked Yue Qian's finger again, croaked in protest, Yue Qian rubbed his chin against the bird's head, but still didn't intend to let the bird go.

The act of intimacy makes the bird no longer struggle.

The birds chirped non-stop, as if they were talking, Zhao Ling was indeed talking, but Yue Qian couldn't understand the birds' language.

Zhao Ling uttered a lot of birdsong, expressing that he was very happy to see his benefactor again, and that he hadn't come for several days because he slept too deeply at night and couldn't dream of becoming a bird.

He turned into a bird tonight and came to find his benefactor.

He couldn't understand a word of the bird's language. He stroked the bird's feather crest and listened to its chatter.

"Ah Qian, is there a bird breaking into the house? It's making a lot of noise, you open the door and let it go out." Hearing Yue Qian's movement and the endless birdsong, Chang's father who was lying in the corner woke up, He was drowsy, tired and didn't want to move.

Yue Qian climbed out of bed and replied: "There is a bird, I will open the door."

He held Zhao Ling in his hand, pressed the bird to his chest, and opened the back door of the house with his other hand.

Hearing the voice of the man in the same room, Zhao Ling shut up immediately. He was only talking to his benefactor, but he didn't realize that he would wake the man up.Unable to understand the conversation between the benefactor and the man in the same room, Zhao Ling guessed that the man in the room probably hated her tweeting and annoying Qingmeng.

Zhao Ling thought that Yue Qian was going to open the door to take him out, but without realizing it, she gently pressed Yue Qian's chest.

The benefactor's heart is beating in an orderly manner, young and powerful.

It was already midnight at this time, and Zhao Ling also wanted to go home, and he wanted to visit again next time.

Yueqian opened the back door, took the bird out of the house, and closed the door casually. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he bent down and took out a birdcage from the pile of firewood behind the house.

He stuffed the bird into the cage calmly, pulled down the cage door, and immediately unlatched it.

This series of movements flowed like clouds and flowing water, the more submerged he was without trembling or panting, his calmness was terrifying.

Before Zhaoling could react, he was already in the cage, and he was stunned by the behavior of his benefactor.

Yue Qian carried the birdcage and walked towards the plane tree behind the house in a leisurely manner.

Let the bird in the cage flutter desperately, make a fierce call, and dive unmoved.

He sneaked under the sycamore tree. He lifted up the birdcage and saw that the struggling bird had stopped fighting and crowing. Instead, it had fluffed up its feathers, and the whole bird was like a ball. , to make a vigilant posture when facing the enemy.

The bird was obviously frightened a lot, and it kept its feathers blown. Its eyes were wide open, and it looked at Yueqian in disbelief, as if asking why.

It understands human nature, maybe asking: Why did I work so hard to bring you mulberries when you were injured, but you treated me like this; why did you lock me up, I have wings and should be able to fly freely.

Yue Qian didn't answer, he lifted the birdcage and quickly climbed up the plane tree.

Stepping on the thick tree branch with both feet, Yue Qian climbed up with his hands, and hung the birdcage on a branch of the tree branch. He didn't get off the ground immediately, but sat on it, accompanying the phoenix bird.

After the fierce struggle was fruitless, Fengniao seemed to be dumbfounded, always huddling her head in the fluffy feathers, curled up, and remained motionless.

Yue Qian stroked the cage, as if he was petting a bird. He looked at the bird in the cage without saying a word.

The dense branches and leaves blocked the moonlight, and under the dark tree cover, only the feathers of the birds shone slightly. Looking at the glimmer of light, the glimmer seemed to light up in his heart.

The twilight reflected the young man's face flickering brightly and darkly, making his expression look like a cloud of prey or melancholy.

The boy's mind, even himself can't fathom it.

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Zhao Ling was really terrified. When he was put in the birdcage, he panicked and slammed into the birdcage frantically, breaking his feathers and hurting his body.

No matter how hard it struggled, it was useless, it really couldn't get out!

The boy imprisoned it, locked it in a cage, and hung it high on a tree.

In the dream of becoming a bird, as long as Zhaoling is willing, he can freely pass through bamboo fences and bushes with intertwined branches and leaves, and it is said that bird cages cannot hold him.

But this birdcage imprisoned it.

Surrounded by darkness, the night wind whistling, Zhao Ling trembled uneasy, of course he recognized the plane tree, and felt that the dangerous aura was always around him.

The bad snake that bit him might just be entrenched on a branch, staring at him in the darkness.

He was terrified and didn't know how to escape.

When he was brought to the plane tree, he yelled and thrashed all the way in the birdcage, longing to be released, but the boy simply ignored him.

How could he do this, why would he do it!

Being hung on the sycamore tree, Zhao Ling, who was already scared to death, had a blank mind.

Not just fear, frustration, and remorse, but Zhao Ling was extremely sad.Locked in this small world, he can't fly, and he can't go back to his family.

Zhao Ling hugged her head with her wings and gradually fell asleep in panic.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ling woke up, poked the bird's head out from the feathers, and retracted it tiredly.

It was dawn, and he was still in the cage.

Ever since he was locked in this birdcage, there has been a lingering aura around him that reminds him of the dangerous aura of natural enemies.

But the bad snake didn't show up, and obviously wasn't around.

It was only after dawn that Zhao Ling saw the birdcage clearly, and found spots of bright red on the bamboo strips weaving the birdcage, which were bloodstains.

Some strange blood was painted on the birdcage, and Zhaoling felt it was the blood of a natural enemy, which caused him strong discomfort.It turned out that it was the blood that kept him in the cage.

The sun penetrates the branches and leaves and shines on the body, bringing a sense of warmth.

Zhao Ling didn't know what time it was, he looked through the birdcage to the forest outside the cage, and the chirping birds could not help but feel sad again.

There were two fresh wild apricots in the birdcage. The boy didn't know when he came. When he came, Zhao Ling was obviously sleeping.

Staring at the wild apricots picked by the two boys, as if facing an enemy, Zhao Ling angrily raised a paw and kicked the wild apricots away.The birdcage shook accordingly, and Ye Xing, who was kicked away, rolled back to Zhaoling Claw.

The food that the boy brought was not only two wild apricots, but also a branch full of mulberries. The mulberry branches were inserted in the birdcage. The fruits were ripe and had an attractive purple-red color.

Zhaoling glanced at the mulberries, and dismissed the bird's head in disdain, at the same time there was a rumbling sound from his stomach, indicating that he was hungry.

In the early morning sunshine, the mulberries look very delicious, with dewdrops on the branches and leaves.

Hmph, even if he starved to death, he wouldn't eat that bad guy's food!

From the moment he was stuffed into the birdcage, the benefactor became a villain in his heart.

Looking at the mulberry for three seconds, Zhaoling stepped forward to peck at it. It was really sweet, juicy and delicious.