Chapter 278

Name:Grow A Husband Author:Yun Hai
The seventh prince sat quietly for a while. A rhythmic sound came from the lattice of the window. It seemed that someone was knocking at the window.

It turned out that the bird saw that the gap between the windows was too narrow, and the paper roll could not be completely inserted. It was eager to complete the task, so it had to make a sound to attract people's attention.

The seventh prince was hesitating to open the window, and worried that it was someone else's plot. But the bodyguards didn't have so many taboos. They directly followed the voice to find them.

Bird saw too many people, quickly jumped down the window lattice, but did not fly away, to the grass in the yard, by night to hide his body. If it flies to the sky, it will definitely be shot down! Is there any bird that doesn't sleep at night? It's the only one that's smart, and its behavior pattern has been slightly adjusted.

The bodyguards didn't find anything unusual when they came. The seventh Prince braved himself and quickly opened a crack in the window. As a result, the roll of paper fell out in the direction of the window sash.

A gust of wind, rolled up a few leaves under the windowsill, by the way, the paper roll up, up, can fall into the window.

The seventh Prince

The blackbird in the grass outside closed its beak and felt tired. He squatted on the ground and closed his eyes.

The seventh Prince quietly closed the window, picked up the paper roll and lay back on the bed.

The bodyguards in the yard searched several times to make sure that there was no abnormality, and they did not dare to disturb the "weak" Royal Highness to have a rest and gradually dispersed.

After waiting for a while, the seventh prince made sure that no one was coming again. The servant outside also got up at night and went to Gong's room. Then he quickly opened the dark lattice at the head of the bed, found a night pearl hidden in the quilt, and then shrank his head in the quilt and opened the paper roll.

"Do you want a qualified messenger? No doubt and discovery, no monthly payment, no need to arrange accommodation, just daily feed some water and grains, easy and convenient! You deserve it! "

The seventh prince was silent, some teeth were sour, and immediately guessed whose handwriting it was.

The rumor that Ren xiaojuye fought with Lao Dao and captured Lao Dao alive is still there. He can use the magic to command the birds, but he doesn't think twice.

It's really convenient for such a quick bird to collect for its own use.

At least, no one will pay attention to birds except pigeons and kites. There are only a few kinds of birds domesticated by humans, half of which are for fun, such as the parrot myna. Raptors are difficult to tame and have a strong sense of territory, so they are not suitable for long-distance transmission of information. It's enough to take them out to catch a few prey occasionally. As for carrier pigeons

The imperial guards all over the capital pay attention to the birds flying in the air. When they see the carrier pigeons, they will shoot down most of the time to check whether they carry letters. Then they cook the pigeons and eat them, making the owners have no place to cry.

The seventh Prince closed his eyes and thought quietly for a while.

But he also worried that his actions would be known and controlled by Ren an. After all, birds are provided and domesticated by each other. If you listen to him or not, you will listen to Ann!

However, if we don't cooperate with Ren an, won't the other party be aware of his thoughts and actions? Even the birds accepted it. I heard that there was a considerate dog, a wolf and the clever donkey in the yard

The seventh Prince chuckled, and the haze and heaviness that had been pressing on his heart faded away and became clear.

What he wants is the position; what Ren an wants is just a woman and a stable life.

Since there is no conflict or even a common enemy, why not join hands?

The seventh Prince got up again and quietly opened the window, leaving a seam for the birds to enter.

As a result, after waiting for half a column of incense, there was no movement outside. He was disappointed.

Just as he was about to close the window to sleep, a dark shadow suddenly flew up and stood on the wooden citron outside the window, but he didn't slip in along the crack of the window. He just peered inside. A pair of black round eyes were staring at him.

The seventh prince could not recognize what bird it was, but he was also surprised that in addition to pigeons, there were birds who dared to act at night. It's really well domesticated!

He didn't realize that birds and some animals close to human beings are intelligent and demonic. He only thought that Ren an controlled them. In fact, the seventh Prince didn't even think that there were demons in the world. He just thought that everything was false rumors of ignorant people.

He held out his hand slowly, relaxed, trying to look as gentle and harmless as he could.

The black bird disdainfully shakes its head, puffs out a breath, blows a leaf from the ground, then steps on its feet, lowers its head, pecks several scratches with its sharp beak, and then tilts its head to look at the stupid human in the window.

If the seventh prince was struck by lightning, he was stunned!

The bird did not peck at random, but wrote a word on the dead leaf:

- letter!

The seventh prince took a deep breath and rubbed his cheek with both hands. He felt that he must not have woken up and decided to go back to sleep.

The birds walked impatiently up and down the windowsill.

Soon, the seventh prince came back and handed a rolled up note to the bird. The bird raised its right foot impolitely.The seventh Prince noticed that a small bamboo tube was tied to the raised bird's foot. He choked and stuffed the rolled paper into the bamboo tube.

Just as he wanted to pinch the bird's feet to catch the bird in mischief, he didn't want a gust of wind to blow by, and the sand was flying away and the leaves were falling. The seventh prince had to close his eyes and put his elbow in front of his face.

When the wind is still and the sand is falling, the bird's shadow is gone in front of the window. Looking into the air, it's dark. Where can you tell which direction the bird is going?

For a moment, I thought it was just a dream.

The seventh Prince stood in front of the window for a while, with a trace of loss on his face.

Is it true that there are ghosts in this world?

The next day, the seventh Prince's condition worsened, and the imperial doctor announced his death.

The sage is furious!

The Empress Dowager was also very angry. She kept saying that the seventh prince must have been attacked by villains! Princess Pingle is even more outspoken, pointing out that since Shen hemiao was pointed out to the seventh brother, the seventh brother has been lingering on his bed. It must be that Shen hemiao's eight characters are too hard to harm the seventh brother!

Jingshengbo also joined several noble families to urge qintianjian to recalculate the eight characters of Miss Shen. He also suggested that Miss Shen should go to the temple to pray for the seventh Prince until he recovered!

There is another sentence they didn't mention, that is: if the seventh Prince is gone, Miss Shen won't have to come back. Just jump off the cliff at the back of the temple and go with the seventh prince. In this way, her loyalty will be fully realized, and the Shen family will go to a higher level.

They don't believe it. Marquis Shen and his wife will not be moved.

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen hemiao is just a relative of marquis Shen, who holds the heavy and the light. Why should we consider that.

There were also different voices from courtiers.

"If not, please treat the Baron for his Highness the seventh prince?" Zhang Yushi was the first to step forward. "Baron an has made great contributions to the fight against the epidemic in the flood. He may find a way to cure his highness seven."

"Sure." The emperor also doesn't want to see a son disappear like this. Before, he just worried about Ren an's idea. After all, whoever was robbed of his fiancee would not feel comfortable. However, at a time when his son's life was at stake, the saint was just an ordinary father.