Daiyu has the ability to read minds [Red Chamber]

Daiyu watched Shui Rong approach with the golden characters on her head.

Wherever he is, everyone is in the spotlight, almost touching the hearts of the people around him.

The prince is really here!

Are you coming my way?

Who is the prince looking at?

All kinds of heart words danced back and forth on the treetops and flat ground, everyone wanted to know why King Beijing Jing appeared here.

"Look at the route. Could it be that the king of Beijing is coming this way? Miss Lin is indeed the number one in Hua Dynasty."

Zhou Shuanglan lowered her voice and laughed teasingly in the silence, her tone was relaxed.

This was said suddenly, although the voice was low, but the three words "King of Beijing Jing" were the focus of the fire.

Daiyu could feel the eyes of her surroundings focus on her.She turned her head slightly, and saw Zhou Shuanglan winked at herself with a smile.

Zhou Shuangzhi's Liu Yemei mingled together, and the sarcasm on her delicate face did not stop, "What nonsense are you talking about."

"Just joking, why don't you get serious." Zhou Shuanglan waved her hand casually, then shook her head at her sister.

"You're just too thoughtful. You always misunderstand others like this. Miss Lin and I didn't think so much."

It's so easy to think about

The emerald green heart words came out following her words, swaying back and forth.

Daiyu glanced at the pair of sisters, and saw that one was tit-for-tat and the other was tolerant.

The topic was all about herself, so Daiyu smiled to meet everyone's gaze: "My lord is not allowed to speculate at will. Even though it's a joke, it's better to speak with propriety."

The smile on Zhou Shuanglan's face remained at that arc, and after a quick glance at Daiyu, the smile on her face deepened, making it more straightforward.

And one after another heart words rolled over.

Yu'er doesn't need to measure

Yu'er can speculate on me at will

Yu'er just kidding

One step, two steps, three steps, King Beijing is getting closer and closer. He is tall and outstanding, and he is a higher-level existence in the crowd.

Under the eyes of the crowd, his footsteps calmly slowed down, and then slightly increased.

As he approached, Zhou Shuanglan didn't make a sound.Her heart beat violently.

The king of Beijing Jing was even more majestic than she had imagined, and he looked even taller and handsome up close, which made people's hearts flutter.

The surrounding area is either quiet, or deliberately talking, hoping to get King Jing's attention.

Daiyu also turned her gaze away, her face was always handsome and cold, and her eyes were full of indifference and coldness.

And above his head was a series of heart words, bouncing around along the pace.

tense tense

Getting ready to say hello to Yu'er

It's time to say hello!

Then Shui Rong, with the words of his heart on the other end, walked past Daiyu as if nothing had happened, without even pausing for a moment.

After a brief silence, the continuous stream of golden words exploded collectively with "bang bang bang".

Looking at the golden light all over the sky, Daiyu couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

Others may not have noticed, but she could see that Shui Rong was almost as stiff as his hands and feet.

The space after King Beijing Jing left seemed to relax, and the sound of breathing gradually rose around him.

After Zhou Shuanglan held her breath, she continued to laugh at the topic: "Just now it was just a joke, it is only right for Miss Lin to take part in the poetry competition."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that the surroundings became quiet again. She was looking around in a daze, and when she looked up, she saw King Beijing coming around again.

Shui Rong walked a few steps forward, paused, turned and stepped back, and everyone around him turned around inexplicably.

"You were talking about poetry just now?" He was dressed in a beautiful body, with handsome eyebrows and deep eyes. When he spoke, everyone fell silent for a moment unconsciously.

What does the prince mean by this?

The prince likes women who can write poems?

I must participate in this competition to win the first prize!

Surrounded by boiling thoughts, they burst out like a spray, constantly speculating on what King Jing of Beijing meant.

But the most eye-catching thing among them was the golden light surrounding Shui Rong.

What am I talking about?

Yuer is looking at me?looking at me?

What more can I say?

Xinyu bouncing around to Daiyu.

At this moment, Daiyu could notice the unconscious movement of Shui Rong's fingertips, her eyes were deliberately kept in front of her, but she didn't dare to make contact with herself.

Daiyu didn't open her mouth, but looked at Shui Rong with a smile on her face, seeing that his complexion became more and more tense, and his aura became more severe.

It was Zhou Shuanglan who took the opportunity to speak out: "Is the prince curious about the poems I mentioned just now?"

"The poem is a scene of an autumn feast, why not one, my lord?"

As she spoke, she pointed Shui Rong to the location of the poem, and skillfully took a step to the right, just getting closer to Shui Rong.

Following her words, the following sons and brothers seemed to have been reminded, and they all spoke out one after another.

"I'm also a little good at poetry."

"To tell you the truth, my house is full of poetry!"

"I'm going to be very happy with poetry!"

The people around finally found the point that King Jing was interested in, they all surrounded him from left to right, and moved forward carefully.

Try to get closer to the King of Beijing without making him angry.

Daiyu looked at Shui Rong with a daze on her face and was surrounded by the crowd, her eyes were full of smiles.

"Quack quack."

The parrot lightly landed on the branch behind, turned its head to look at Shui Rong, and opened its mouth to laugh.

The bandages it had used for the show were undone, and the red feathers were like flames when they spread their wings.

"God parrot!"

Shen Yunyang, who had been watching quietly from side to side, finally spoke up, and his eyes shone with light.

He took a step forward but didn't dare to get too close, he only tentatively stretched out his hand to greet him.

The parrot didn't care about the man who didn't bring me sunflower seeds. It jumped up and flapped its wings to rub against Daiyu.

Shen Yunyang was afraid to speak loudly in the presence of King Beijing Jing, so he suppressed his voice and became more excited: "The divine parrot really belongs to Miss Lin."

"I saw the carriage it was flying towards carried the character Lin, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

Shen Yunyang's voice was about to split, and he moved closer, looking directly at the parrot in Daiyu's arms.

Daiyu rubbed the long hair on the parrot's head, glanced at the dazed Shui Rong, with a smile on her face, "Why is it called the parrot?"

I have been raising it for so long, but I haven't seen anything magical about it.

Is eating melon seeds special?

"Look at its crest, look at its color."

Shen Yunyang's tone was all erratic, "I heard that the parrot is very understanding of human nature, and can even communicate with people."

This is somewhat accurate.Daiyu nodded with a smile, and subconsciously rubbed her again.

My parrot is really talkative sometimes.

The parrot rubbed against Daiyu's hand, Shuilingling's eyes rolled around, and he yelled blindly.

"Listen! The ups and downs, I read in the book, this is their unique way of communication."

Shen Yunyang was about to jump up, he swore to Daiyu.

"Fool! Fool!" The parrot really laughed out loud at this moment, it flapped its wings around Shen Yunyang and flew away.

Shen Yunyang was completely unaware of being scolded, and seemed to be fainting from excitement.

Shui Rong also felt that he was going to faint.

He came down just for Daiyu, but he was inexplicably surrounded without saying a word.

And Yu'er didn't even look at him, she just talked with other people, and she smiled so nicely.

"This parrot looks good." A water-soluble voice broke in forcefully.

Seeing them chatting like a small world of their own, Shui Rong felt his heart ache.

When he said this suddenly, Zhou Shuanglan, who was left aside, looked at Daiyu, with a more composed smile on his face.

There was a heated discussion around the couplet poems, but unexpectedly, the main topic was abruptly changed.

But after a while, they also changed the subject immediately.

"Yes, yes, it's really beautiful."

"To tell you the truth, my house is full of parrots!"

"This parrot is indeed pleasing to the eye. Why don't you take it home and raise it, my lord?"

There were endless flattering voices, but the last sentence irritated Shen Yunyang.

He was originally absorbed in the beauty of the parrot, but when he came back to his senses, he rarely frowned and glanced around: "The parrot has its owner. It's not a random thing."

The young master who proposed to give the parrot to King Jingjing smiled.

How can you not get what the prince likes?

As long as he can catch the way of King Jingjing, let alone a parrot, he can throw himself into his arms directly.

"It's just a parrot..." He raised his chin a little higher, and looked up.

It's just that before the words could come out, they were interrupted.

"Since the parrot has an owner, how can it win people's love. This king has never been used to this kind of thing."

Water Melting's voice sped up a bit, and even his fingertips curled up.

What if Yu'er misunderstood me?

i never steal

The man looked up blankly, almost staggered by the coldness in King Beijing Jing's eyes.

He also followed the King of Beijing for a while, and he always believed in "it looks like it's his own", and the words that win people's love don't seem like the words of the prince.

And the prince said such a long word at once!

The man opened his mouth halfway and before he could explain, the person next to him pulled him down.

"My lord is right, he is fainting."

"We are not that kind of people." "Your Highness is of high moral character!"

Shui Rong nodded inwardly, thinking that this group of people is rarely useful.

He mustered up his courage to look at Daiyu, and then raised the corners of his mouth to try to smile, "Who raised this parrot, it's really good."

The wind turns between the leaves, and the shadows of the trees are mottled down, passing through the water-soluble browbones and the tip of the eyes in turn, and the light and shadow are turning heroically.

It's just that none of the people present wanted to appreciate it and wanted to rub their arms.

Although the lord's smile was pretty, it was inexplicably surprising.

The parrot sat on the branch with a chirp, proudly sticking out its chest.

Daiyu didn't make a sound, just pursed her lips to meet the water-melting gaze, and there was a faint smile in her eyes.

She still remembered that Shui Rong said before that she should stay away from herself.

"This is the legendary parrot! Look at his feathers, look at his color."

When it comes to parrots, Shen Yunyang habitually praises them.

Daiyu stretched out her hand, and the parrot flapped its wings and circled around.

"Look at this movement, look at this turn!" Shen Yunyang was eager to take a step forward.

Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled, and raised her wrist cooperatively to make the parrot jump.

Shen Yunyang's eyes stared straight.

With the love parrot in his dream in front of him, he couldn't care less about King Beijing, he praised the parrot and Daiyu at the same time.

Shui Rong watched their interaction, and felt that he was standing beside him like a statue, opening his mouth but making no sound.

Yu'er didn't talk to herself, or even look at herself, only a group of strange people were chattering desperately around her.

The golden font popped out limply, and moved to Daiyu's eyes bit by bit.

I'm so sorry I don't know what to say