Ten Miles of Peach Blossom Drunk Breeze

Chapter 481 A Miserable Bird

Ming Chuchen has always been brooding over Lihua's poems during the Hundred Flowers Festival, but now he hears Yuehua's distorted explanation, and finally he feels a little more at ease.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a much better mood, the four guardians finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, Hualuo, like Yuehua, deliberately distorted the meaning of Su Wanyue's poem, and smiled extremely flatteringly, "All the flowers have withered and died, The pear blossoms are naturally dead, and the peach blossoms in Duliu Mountain Temple have just begun to bloom, which is enough to prove that the wife of the lord has a stronger love for the lord than gold, and no one can get involved..."

The pear blossom in Hualuo's words alludes to Jing Tianyin, while the peach blossom naturally refers to the Lord.

"Hua Hufa is right, that's what the Lord's wife wants to express." The other three guardians suppressed their smiles and nodded seriously.

"This deity naturally understands her deep affection for this deity, do you still need to talk about it?" The beautiful little man who looked like a fairy child snorted coldly at the four of them, but the corners of his mouth curled up secretly.

"Ahh..."

In the hall, Su Wanyue, who had just returned to her seat after receiving her reward, snorted for no reason.

"what happened?"

At this time, a pair of slender and beautiful hands stretched out and rested on her veins, with a hint of coolness coming through the skin from the fingertips, and a touch of concern in the cold eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't know who said it." Su Wanyue pulled out her hand and waved it.

A certain bird standing on her shoulder rolled its eyes, and suddenly groaned loudly to her: "Ah... my little sweet, ah... my little sweetheart, ah... my little Xueer, This king misses what you want, but I don’t think about tea, I don’t want to eat, without you, I can’t sleep at night. Come on, give me a kiss... um... come, kiss me again, um..."

As a certain bird spoke, matching its mean expression, the corners of everyone in the hall twitched slightly, and they suppressed a smile, thinking that the little Xueer in the certain bird's beak was Prince Qing's concubine, and then looked at it with ambiguous expressions. To Ji Xue.

Ji Xue's face was full of embarrassment, her handsome face flushed slightly, and she guiltily avoided Su Wanyue's half-smile eyes.

A certain bird covered its chest with its wings and looked at Su Wanyue with a look of intoxication, then chanted: "You are my heart, you are my liver, you are my..."

With a snap, the world was finally quiet...

Seeing a slap-sized ball of pink, it seemed that it couldn't take it anymore, and rushed towards a certain bird angrily, and directly slapped it to the ground.

Then, there were constant beating sounds and miserable birdsong.

Everyone couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. This was a one-sided abuse. The pink butterfly-like species "ridden" fiercely on a certain bird, its wings kept beating the certain bird, and the painful certain bird was messing around. Flying, chirping and screaming, but there was no resistance at all.

A certain Xiaodie's mouth was not idle, and bird feathers kept falling from its mouth.

"Chir... chirp... stop, stop, my uncle's hair... ah... help... chirp..."

dark place.

"Cough... As expected of our Holy Envoy of the Nether Palace, you must have made a bold move."

Hua Luo took a careful look at her lord, and seriously suspected that Xiaodie's sudden outburst was definitely instigated by the lord.

"The bird is as annoying as his master..."

Ming Chuchen folded his arms around his chest, leaned lazily on the beam, raised his chin slightly, and there was a hint of coldness on his delicate face.

Even his woman dared to think about it, it seems that the lesson taught last time was not enough.

"It's Xiaodie..." In the hall, Feng Zhuohua's expression changed.

Why is Xiaodie here?How could it be in the hands of this woman?

(End of this chapter)