It was just four words, but Shen Qingci knew it. He would agree, and he would agree.

"Thank you," Shen Qingci helped the golden eagle to go smoothly with the feathers on his body. The golden eagle narrowed his eyes and flew up, but it did not fly outside, but towards the mansion. Needless to say, it went to find Chendingshan wine to drink.

As expected, the one who had fallen into the yard of Chending Mountain had already flew to the yard of Chending Mountain.

"You're here,'" Chen Dingshan laughed loudly, then took the wine pot, poured himself a glass, and then poured another glass for the Golden Eagle.

The golden eagle jumped to the table and stuffed his long mouth into the wine glass, and then he drank it into semen.

Chen Dingshan also drank glass by cup. "I have a thousand cups of wine for a friend," he sighed, and then patted the golden eagle's head. "I didn't expect that the best friend of Chen Dingshan is actually an eagle?"

"But it doesn't matter. Whether it's a human or a celestial being, as long as you can drink with me, you can do it."

He poured himself another glass of wine, and the more he drank, he became sober.

"What should I do if my little A Ning?" He sighed, feeling uncomfortable.

"It's all that damn Qi Yuan. Chen Dingshan smashed the wine glass in his hand. I'll see what kind of retribution he will suffer?"

Do you think Chen Dingshan poured another cup of extra cups, and he poured it one cup after another, and the Golden Eagle also drank one cup after another. As a result, when the mother outside came to clean up the yard, she found that everyone and the Eagle were lying on the table, especially the Golden Eagle, who had to soak his hair in the wine, and she was still dizzy now.

Shen Qingci helped the golden eagle wash the feathers on his body, but it felt a little ugly. Fortunately, he washed the smell of wine less and could still smell the smell of wine. As if the hair on his body was wiped dry, the eagle still did not wake up, and of course it also lost a lot of hair. Fortunately, the golden eagle is drunk now. Otherwise, if he knew that he had lost so many feathers, he would not know if he felt sorry for his hair.

There are two strange problems with this carving. One is that it loves to eat, and the other is that it loves its own hair. If a feather falls, it will be stunned for half a day when it is facing the feather. It also has to pick up the feather with its mouth. I don’t know where it has been placed. This time it has lost a lot of hair. I don’t know if it falls like this and it will become a bald eagle.

What to do now, "Bai Zhu."

Shen Qingci shouted Bai Zhu with a headache.

"Yeah, I'm here," Bai Zhu walked out from the side, and Shen Qingci had long been used to her elusiveness. It was possible wherever she came out, and it was no surprise wherever she appeared.

"You send it back."

Shen Qingci handed the golden eagle wrapped in cloth to Baizhu. I don’t know how to wake it up. It was raised in the Shuo Palace, so they should know.

"Okay," Bai Zhu agreed, and tied the golden eagle to his shoulders like he was tied to his revenge and went out directly. Is it okay to carry such a carving? Will the hairs fall off even more?

Shen Qingci stood up and went to see the children. There were already several empty yards in the incense making room. Now that there are more than a dozen children, there is no waste of the place.

There is a very long bunk bed inside, and a child can sleep on one side at a small side. They are small, and such a long bunk bed is enough for them to sleep. Each of them has a place to sleep, a new bedding and a small cabinet that holds their things. They work here. No matter how young the children are, they will have their own moonlight. Shen Qingci is right. The children are young, but they are not careless when doing things. Even the two-year-old rabbit and bear have very flexible hands. They can just put medicine in the bottle, and of course they like their places where they live very much. There is also the benefactor sister. The benefactor sister is so nice. Take them home and give them food and drink. If they don’t let them do things, they are not willing. They are now supporting themselves with their hands, and they feel very happy.

Shen Qingci stood in the window for a while, and the children were all asleep. The thick and clean quilts covered them, and they finally could sleep peacefully.

Shen Qingci walked out and sat at the stone table. She leaned her body aside and looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

"So respect your coldness."

She drank a drink.

"Share your loneliness."

She drank another drink.

"Have a drink to us."

She drank another drink.

At this time, the stars are sparse and the moon is bright, but the wind is slightly cool.

Bai Zhu and others were in front of the door of the Shuo Palace, and someone came to open the door soon after.

"I'll give you something."

She took off the burden on her shoulders, and then showed the drunken eagle to the guards at the door. This golden eagle was the most special existence in the Shuo Palace, and no one didn't know it.

When the guard at the door saw the golden eagle that was about to be bald, his eyes twitched a few times. Could it be the prince's carving? But the eagle was very arrogant and cruel. It had bitten all over the palace, and others were afraid of it. This eagle was fed by the prince himself, but what was wrong? Why was the hair on his body falling off?

They all heard that the prince raised a carving that loves its hair very much, and the hair that has fallen off by itself. It has lost so many pieces now, and the carving seems to be rolling its eyes all the time. Could it be dead, right?

The guard at the door hurriedly asked Bai Mei to come in and took her to the place where Luo Henglu lived.

Luo Hengwu has never liked too fancy things, and he is not in the capital for many years. He lives in this palace very little. There are not many scenery in the yard. There are only a small path made of bluestone, and there are some trees planted around him. It is simple, quiet, but also quiet.

At the entrance of a small courtyard, two guards stood, and they were Changqing and Changgeng, so they naturally knew Bai Zhu.

“It’s drunk?”

The hair on the golden eagle's body was still drunk.

"I'll tell the prince to go."

Chang Geng turned around and walked in. After a while, he came out again, and then arched his hand to Bai Zhu, "The prince said, thank you for sending it back. It must have caused you trouble. The wine of this carved person is not very good."

"I dare not," Bai Zhu also arched her hand to them, then turned around and left here. She just sent the eagle back. Now that the eagle has been delivered, she should go back too.

Chang Geng took the carver who had become a pile of mud from Bai Zhu's hands, and walked in.

Luo Hengli put down the book in his hand and then took Diao from Chang Geng's hand. He saw that although the Diao still smelled of alcohol, it was cleaned and incense was used.
Chapter completed!