My parrot turned out to be your majesty

In the brightly lit room, a blue ball with fluffy feathers and blown wings is almost visible. Its watery eyes seem to hold a ball of fire, and its goose yellow beak is slightly opened, which makes people feel It will start swearing in the next second.

But when he opened his mouth, there was a cute and childish chirping sound, but the tone was a little more passionate.

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" I am the one who was molested by you!

"Chirp chirp chirp!" There is no need to complain, thank you!

"Chirp!" Dog man!

Xiao Fubao cared about Er Qiansong who was on the side, and didn't dare to turn into a human form to scold Liu for no reason, so he could only chirp and scream incessantly.

When it opened its mouth, tears flowed from its red eyes, looking pitiful and distressing.

Er Qiansong huddled aside to watch the play, feeling amazed in his heart, even a bird could cry angrily, he really deserves to be my prince.

Liu Wuyu hooked his fingers at Lan Tuanzi, and the villain complained first: "Keep your voice down, I'll wake up your little daddy later."

Lan Tuanzi became even more excited, cursing and crying:

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" You don't even spare people who are injured and unconscious!

"Choo, choo, choo!" Be human, please.

It was angry and ashamed, and almost despaired of Liu Wu's shamelessness.

Liu Wuyu spread out his hands and waved to Lan Tuanzi, who exploded in the air, "Come here."

Lan Tuanzi turned his head abruptly, pointing his chubby butt at him.

Liu Wuyu lowered his voice a little, and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

The blue tuanzi, who was swollen with anger, flew over with a whimper, and the bird's beak suddenly pecked at Liu Wuyu's palm, and a little bright red blood dripped out.

Liu Wuwu didn't get annoyed, wiped off the blood, and held the blue ball in his palm.

The pulp of the thumb gently stroked its back, and the soft feathers slid across Liu Wuwu's hand, bringing a slight itch.

Lan Tuanzi was quilted, still angry in his heart, but his body remained still awkwardly, but he still stubbornly turned his back to Liu Wuyu, not looking at his hateful smiling face.

Er Qiansong witnessed the whole process: from blowing his hair in anger to obediently handing his little head to Liu Wuyu's hands, rubbing his fingertips.

Although the prince's actions made him want to scold him for being shameless, but, I have to say, the parrot was eaten to death by Liu for no reason.

Liu Wuyu looked at Lan Tuanzi, who was squinting his eyes comfortably in the palm of his hand, and chuckled, silly bird.

Probably because his brain was too small when he was a bird, so he is so easy to coax, and he can't remember things after a while.

"When will the little emperor wake up?" Liu Wuyuan asked Er Qiansong, who had a varied expression.

Er Qiansong was called out suddenly, and the expression on his face restrained a little, "I can't say when the little emperor will wake up, but it should be soon."

Speaking of medical skills, he is still very confident, and his expression is a little arrogant: "After all, it was shown to him by a genius doctor."

For no reason, Liu raised his eyes and gave him a cold look, and after just one look, Er Qiansong became furious.

"My medical skills are already very good," Er Qiansong curled his lips, and a middle-aged man mentioned his medical skills with a high expression: "Everyone calls me a miracle doctor, and I didn't call myself a doctor."

For no reason, Liu was noncommittal, turned his eyes away and said indifferently: "Don't call me the little emperor."

It was only then that Er Qiansong realized what Liu Wuyuan's eyes meant, and the terrific possessiveness of the cycad-blossoming prince, "Is the prince jealous?" He couldn't help turning his body and asked meanly.

Liu Wuyuan glanced over, and Er Qiansong instantly sat upright, sitting upright, without a trace of gossip.

After less than three seconds of seriousness, Er Qiansong spoke again: "Cheng Xinxiao, that woman is getting married, with Liu Jiangming, that dog emperor."

"Does this count as someone who can't get you, but it's okay to get your brother?" He sneered.

Lan Tuanzi, whose little head was almost falling asleep, opened his eyes wide when he heard this.

What does Erqian Song mean?That woman named Cheng Xinxiao still had a relationship with that bastard Liu Wugui, right?

Lan Tuanzi felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help but think that Liu Wugui would say that he was not Longyang, and then that he had a crush on the little emperor.

Bah, the dog man didn't say a word of truth.

It turned its head to avoid the fingers stroking his feathers, opened its mouth and bit it.

Liu glanced at him for no reason, then pinched Lan Tuanzi's mouth with two fingers to save his fingers, "Liu Jiangming is not my brother."

After saying this, Liu Wuwu pretended to be disgusted and wiped off Lan Tuanzi's saliva on his finger.

Lan Tuanzi was even more annoyed with his blocked heart, and immediately spit at him several times.

Liu smiled and wiped it off with a handkerchief for no reason, but he was thinking in his heart that if one day the little emperor knew that he had not covered his vest long ago, he would then mention the incident of the little emperor spitting childishly.

What expression will appear on that pretty face?It's probably because the roots of the ears are blushing.

Lan Tuanzi trembled all of a sudden, like a small animal's vigilance when it was being targeted by some large predator.

It tilted its head and shook it from side to side, but found nothing wrong, and put its small head on Liu Wuyu's hand again.

Er Qiansong felt numb from being with one person and one bird. It was too...tiring. He waved his hand and picked up Liu Wuyu's topic: "That kind of person really doesn't deserve it."

That's not it, Liu Jiangming really isn't, but Liu Wurea didn't say anything, he didn't intend to let other people know about it for the time being.

Er Qiansong winked at Liu Wuyu for a while: "Cheng Xinxiao, although that girl has a bad temper, she looks pretty good. The prince didn't take her, do you have any regrets?"

Liu Wuyu sneered, "That's a bit bad?"

Cheng Xinxiao is one of the rare women that he hates so much. If something goes wrong, she will beat or scold others. I heard that there are quite a few servants who were beaten to death in Cheng's mansion, and that woman always tramples on her. high.

Since she was young, she had a vicious mind, and Liu had dealt with her once for no reason.

Lan Tuanzi rolled his eyes, so Liu Wuwu didn't like people with bad tempers.

I understand.

Looking at Xiao Fubao's expression for no reason, Liu Wu knew what it was thinking.

For so long, he has known the temperament of his little Fubao well, even if it doesn't speak, Liu Wuyu probably understands what it is thinking.

Its focus is completely distorted, and it still looks like it understands.

Liu Wuyu, a foolish young master who had been locked up in the prime minister's mansion for many years, how could he know the daughter of General Liu Guo.

Why did Er Qiansong refer to Liu Guoxin as Liu Wugui's older brother?

This is the first reaction an emperor should have.

And a certain silly bird only accurately captured that he doesn't like bad tempered people.

"What kind of pot should match what kind of lid?" Liu Wuyu chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "She and Liu Jiangming are a perfect match."

They are all heartless people who only have interests in their eyes.

Er Qiansong was about to say something, but he saw Liu Wurea put his finger on his mouth, motioning him to shut up.

Liu Wuyu's eyes fell on Liu Yongchang who was unconscious on the ground. His breathing changed, and he should be waking up soon.

Sure enough, within a short while, Liu Yongchang struggled to wake up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw three pairs of eyes staring at him.

Liu Wuyu, the doctor, and a... bird?

Liu Yongchang stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his body with his hands, and straightened his posture, "What exactly do you want?"

Liu Wuyu sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, and relaxed his posture, "The emperor saved me once, and I saved his life, that's all."

It was his nonsense that he saved his life.

"There are guards outside here, I know, and I can't run out." Liu Wuyu said lightly, with an expression like resignation.

Liu Yongchang sneered, with disdain in his eyes: "It's good that you know it yourself."

He laughed, and Liu Wuyuan also laughed: "But before I die, it's very easy to put you on my back."

Liu Wuyu raised the sword on the ground with his foot, held the hilt with his bony hand, and threw it lightly.

The sharp sword stabbed firmly into a piece of ground beside Liu Yongchang's feet.

"What do you think? Your Excellency Prime Minister." Liu smiled for no reason, his eyes were indeed threatening.

Liu Yongchang was startled, but his face was still calm. He has been here for so many years, so it is not easy to be scared so easily.

He was sure that Liu would not dare to kill him for no reason, "What do you want?"

For no reason, Liu put Xiao Fubao on his shoulders, and swept his hands together, like clapping, and like sweeping away dust that didn't exist, "I captured this doctor, and I let him go after death. The emperor is fine." Well, he is considered meritorious and can stay with the emperor."

Liu Yongchang glanced at Er Qiansong who was smiling dryly, and snorted coldly from his nasal cavity.

He can't stop, the doctor said that he would knock him out as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lan Tuanzi cried out anxiously, it always felt like Liu Wuyu was explaining the funeral.

Without barking twice, it passed out.

The beautiful brows of the person lying on the dragon bed were frowned, and the slightly swollen lips parted a little, letting out a cry of pain.

Liu Wuyuan hurriedly turned his head away, Li Xingsu looked at him with his eyes open.

Liu Yongchang also saw that the emperor had woken up, and immediately knelt on the ground: "Your majesty, the empress acted recklessly and arrogantly during your coma. The minister is acting as a hostage to threaten the guards in the palace."

"I implore Your Majesty to punish him severely!"

Li Xingsu sat up propped up, looked at Liu Wugui indifferently, "Queen, is what Xiang Liu said true?"

Liu Wuyu also knelt on the ground, "Yes, Your Majesty."

On the ground of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there is still a pool of blood, which is the blood left by the imperial physician who was killed by Liu without reason.

"Come here," Li Xingsu called loudly, the wound was touched by the words, and a sharp pain arose.

The guards and eunuchs who had been waiting outside and did not dare to leave came in immediately when they heard the voice.

Li Xingsu turned his head and didn't look at Liu Wuyu, he just said coldly: "Press the queen into limbo and wait for her punishment."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The guards took the order and carefully came to catch Liu Wuwu. They all remembered that this man's martial arts were far superior to theirs.

But unexpectedly, there was no resistance.

Liu was suppressed for no reason, Li Xingsu looked at Liu Yongchang with a smile on his lips: "Xiang Liu was frightened, it's better to go back to the palace to rest earlier."

Liu Yongchang thanked His Majesty and left.

His face sank like water, and his heart was full of various thoughts.

Back at the mansion, Wen Mo, who had been waiting all this time, greeted him.

Liu Yongchang was not surprised either, he stayed in the palace for so long, Wen Mo was his confidant, it was normal to come to the mansion to wait for him.

He told Wen Mo what happened in the palace.

"Here, the queen was suppressed without any resistance?" Wen Mo said hesitantly, "Since Prime Minister Liu said that the queen's martial arts are strong, I'm afraid there is a fraud in this matter."

What is the prince thinking, Wen Mo frowned, he seemed worried about Liu Yongchang's matter, but he was thinking about Liu Wurea's plan in his heart.

Liu Yongchang sneered: "It's just a person who is about to die."

"No matter how much he thinks, he can't implement it," Liu Yongchang said viciously, "I will let him die silently in the cold palace."

Wen Mo's posture was very low, and he asked cautiously: "I don't know what plan Liu Xiang has?"

In the cold palace, Liu was sitting bored on a chair he rescued for no reason.

This place is dilapidated and cobwebs are everywhere. It is also a palace of the imperial palace, but it is deserted and decaying everywhere.

There are no candles in the cold palace, and the windows can't play any role in blocking the wind. The cold winter wind blows in.

The cold moonlight shining in through the window is the only light in this cold palace.

A handsome man sat on a chair with one leg missing. The man's sitting posture was ingenious so that the broken chair could stand firmly. He closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

In this decaying cold palace, the handsome and unparalleled man is like a pearl left in the dust. Even if the surroundings are dilapidated, he still has the capital to make people focus on this pile of garbage, just to take a look at him.

Li Xingsu who walked in swept away the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, and stood behind Liu Wuyuan without speaking for a while.

Liu Wuyuan didn't look back, didn't open his eyes, but said: "Why is Your Majesty here?"

Li Xingsu pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, the tingling pain on his lips reminded him.

"As soon as I woke up, I found that my lips were red and swollen," Li Xingsu said lightly, but the bright moonlight illuminated the tips of his red ears: "Does the empress know what's going on?"

Liu stood up for no reason, turned to look at him, with a look of surprise: "Your Majesty's lip is swollen?"

He didn't seem to be able to see clearly, so he moved closer.

That handsome face was magnified in front of Li Xingsu, and he resisted the thought of taking half a step back.

I always feel like I'm losing if I walk away.

He wants to see what Liu Wugui can say.

Liu touched his chin for no reason: "It looks swollen, but I don't know about it."

He said the second half of the sentence very sincerely.

"There are no mosquitoes in winter," Liu Wuyou said after a moment of thought, "Could it be that quack doctor Er Qiansong?"

Liu Wuwei insisted, and his voice was firm: "He must have given His Majesty some kind of angry medicine."

Li Xingsu was at a loss for words for a moment, and wanted to turn around and tell Er Qiansong this.

Such a good medical skill, it's a pity to follow such a dog master.

The author has something to say: Er Qiansong: ... you fucking?

斯密马赛，又晚了…这两天真的忙昏了头了感谢在2022-02-1821:41:07~2022-02-1914:32:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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