Hun Jun's Pigeon Essence

Bai Ye woke up at night. Seeing a familiar yet unfamiliar room, his brows were slightly wrinkled and his body was sore. He struggled to sit up from the bed, leaning against the head of the bed with a pale face.

The upper body was wrapped in gauze, and there was faint blood oozing out.

Bai Ma, who was guarding the room, heard the movement and stood up abruptly to look at the person on the bed.

"Master, you are awake!"

Bai Ye's voice was dry and hoarse: "Where are the pigeons?"

Hearing this, Bai Ma got up and opened the window, and Lu Ge, who had come back from a stroll, came in. Seeing the young pigeon killer who had woken up on the bed, his pigeon eyes widened, and he ran over joyfully.

Carefully avoiding his wounds, stood on the bed and looked at him with his chin up: "Cuckoo!" You finally woke up!

Bai Ye's tense heart relaxed the moment he saw the carrier pigeon.

With a white face and a bright smile, his big hands with well-defined bones gently rubbed its head: "Good boy..."

Bai Ma suppressed her composure, came in with a steaming soup, lowered her head and gritted her teeth, interrupting the master and the pigeon: "Master, your medicine."

The smiling young man suddenly turned dark and gloomy, and his phoenix eyes swept towards the man in black.

Under the overwhelming pressure, Bai Ma remained motionless like a mountain, and stretched out his hand to pass the medicine to the person on the bed.

Lu Ge knew that the pigeon-killing boy was afraid of taking medicine, so he pointed at his wound with a cooing sound, and taught him earnestly: "Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo".

Seeing the look in the pigeon's eyes, Bai Ye brought over the medicine holding his breath, and drank it in one gulp.

Because of the bitterness, the forced boy had physiological tears at the end of his eyes, covered his lips and coughed so badly that he accidentally pulled the wound.

For a while, the room was in chaos, sugar was delivered and medicine was reapplied, and it was already late when the wound was cleaned up.

Lu Ge skillfully climbed onto the bed, lay down on the neck of the young pigeon killer, rubbed his warm skin with his head tilted, and slept with his eyes closed.

Feeling itchy, Bai Ye slightly lowered his eyelids to look at the carrier pigeon beside him, stretched out his hand to smooth its feathers, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

In the early morning of the second day, Bai Ye listened expressionlessly to Bai Ma talking about the supplements sent by Prince Nanshou.

Thinking of the scene where the prince blocked the pigeons in front of him, a cold light flashed in Bai Ye's eyes. Since the prince wants to die, don't blame him for being cruel.

"Bai Ma, send a message to the second class Bai, and tell the news about the prince to the capital, especially the second prince Nanxia." Bai Ye looked down at the carrier pigeon on his lap, and inserted all his white and slender fingers into the warm In the feathers, keep playing along the lines.

Lu Ge lay stiffly on the lap of the young pigeon killer, his mind was buzzing and went blank, he only felt numbness on his body, as if he had been struck by an electric current.

"Gu~" the tone rose uncontrollably, and he let out a strange cry, which made Lu Ge's face flushed with fright, and he didn't dare to look into the eyes of the pigeon-killing boy.

A low-pitched laughter sounded from above, and the trembling chest of the pigeon was in a state of mind, and it raised its head blankly, staring at the face of the pigeon-killing boy in a daze.

Bai Ma took the order and dared not stay in the room, carefully closed the door for them, turned around and went to an empty corner, leaving the county magistrate's mansion to deliver the letter.

On the other side, Lu Ge regained his senses and flew into the air in shock, avoiding the pigeon-killing boy and hiding under the quilt, with his buttocks pouted and only a white, tender and round head exposed.

Bai Ye's wound was still not healed, he lay down on the bed, poked the carrier pigeon under the quilt, his voice was hoarse and low: "Is it boring, huh?"

The author says:

I hope I will have meow and small money in the future hehehehe~>_