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1668. Treat him like a pigeon

"Haha, no, I remembered some important clues. Shan'er, you can rest here and take care of yourself, don't think too much. Young Master, I still have some things to do, so I won't accompany you for now. I'll see you again in the evening. Wu

Son, prepare the sedan chair and go back to the yard."

He spoke hastily and said goodbye to the uneasy little man.

Under the nostalgic gaze of the little man, An Ruoyu called Wu'er to prepare the sedan, got up and walked out of the house.

"Sir, be careful!"

The soft sedan started to take off. An Ruoyu was sitting in the sedan when she heard a slightly anxious warning coming from Shan'er's room. She fluttered her sleeves and slightly opened the sedan curtain, revealing a small gap, and she could see the embroidered shoes in a narrow line of sight.

An Ruoyu sighed softly, put down the sedan curtain, closed her eyes and meditated on the pretty girl who chased after her without even putting on her clothes, and stopped thinking about it.[

"Sir, why is there a little white pigeon flying over in our yard?"

The soft sedan traveled through An Ruoyu's yard and stopped steadily.

An Ruoyu heard Wu'er's exclamation in the sedan, opened the curtain of the sedan and walked out, facing a little white pigeon standing quietly on the window sill under the closed window sill, calling her hand.

To: "Bai'er?"

When the little white pigeon heard An Ruoyu's voice, it seemed to show a hint of joy. It shook its wings twice, fluttered towards An Ruoyu, and landed under An Ruoyu's shoulder. Its white feathers,

Rubbing An Ruoyu's cheek affectionately.

"Bai'er? So this little white pigeon was raised by you, Master? No wonder I haven't seen it in our house before!"

Rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, Wu'er didn't expect that this little white pigeon had such a nice name, Bai'er?

But why did his young master call Little White Pigeon as if he was calling his name?

Bai'er? Wu'er? Bai'er? Wu'er?

Could it be that his young master treated him like a little pigeon?

Confused thoughts, stuck in confused and similar voices, Wu'er helped An Ruoyu walk into the house, but the entangled Wu'er? Bai'er was still lingering in his mind.

"Haha, um. You just have nothing to do in the Prime Minister's Mansion to raise and play with. Are you pretty? You always fly around when you have nothing to do. Why did you fly here today? The housekeeper won't feed you in the Mansion.

Huh? Wu'er, I don't need you to serve me anymore, just step back."

With a single word, he explained the reason why the white pigeon appeared in the courtyard without leaving any trace, without causing any suspicion.

An Ruoyu spread her palms and let the pigeon jump into her arms and carried her into the house. She walked to the cabinet and took out the pigeon's small grains, put them on a stone plate, and placed them in front of the pigeon. She happily admired the pigeon and kept nodding.

The cute look of pecking at the rice told Wu'er not to keep him company in the house.

"Yes, Young Master. Wu'er is waiting outside the door. Young Master needs Wu'er to take care of him. Just summon him at any time. Please be safe, Young Master!"

An Ruoyu was happily playing with the pigeons, while Wu'er looked on and respectfully did not disturb him. He bowed to An Ruoyu and bowed away.

"Haha, Bai'er, look at you? How domineering you are? With you accompanying me, I don't need anyone else to serve me. Or you are the worst, you actually take advantage of my martial arts as soon as you appear.

If the squeeze continues, how do you think I will punish you?"
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