Chapter 223 The Beauty of the World

The prince tapped his fingers on the table, seemingly in deep thought, and did not speak for a long time.

Yan Ge bowed his head and remained silent.

When returning to the mansion in the afternoon, someone in the palace gave the prince a relatively rare juvenile bald eagle.

The bald eagle that the eunuch danced happily beside the cage will be so powerful when it grows up.

The prince listened with great interest, but after the eunuch left, he asked the palace man to bring a knife.

He cut the throat of the juvenile eagle that might become the Eagle King in the future.

Blood splattered all over Yange's face.

The palace people brought in towels and water.

She took the towel and wiped the prince's face and hands. The prince's eyes were fixed on the birds in the cage that were no longer struggling.

Yan Ge asked him, "Don't you like this eagle?"

"I like it." The prince said, "I like it very much."

After a pause, he continued: "But an eagle should fly in the sky. Keeping it in a cage is an insult to it. I like it so much, but I don't want to let it go back to the sky. It's better to kill it to save trouble. "

"You can raise it, maybe it admires you and doesn't want to return to the sky."

"It's not so easy to raise it, and I will like it more at that time." The prince said, "But if its wings become strong at that time, it will fly away and never come back. I will be so sad."

He looked at Yange with a sad face, and his thin shoulders made him look so fragile.

Ke Yange was speechless for a while because of his words.

The back of the prince's hand was scratched twice by the bird's claws, and Yange applied the medicine for him again.

He held Yange's hand when Yange was about to take it back: "Junjun."

"Um?"

"Do you think that baby bird looks like you?" He looked at her with a smile, his eyes soft, just like looking at his beloved.

Yan Ge's heart skipped a beat.

After all, this is still a warning to her.

She lowered her head, suppressing the emotions in her eyes.

The prince continued: "Junjun, don't worry, you are different from it."

"It's only a beast, but you are my beauty."

His voice was leisurely, word by word, and his voice was full of affection.

Yan Ge heard a little creepy.

"Beauties will always be late." She smiled, and looked up at the prince helplessly and confused: "A beauty will always have gray hair. At that time, what will your highness think of me?"

The prince touched her face with his fingers, and slowly traced her delicate facial features little by little: "In my heart, even if you become a piece of loess, you will still be my beauty."

He raised his fingers to press Yan Ge's lips, pressed back what Yan Ge was about to say, and continued to say: "The beauty is beyond the skin, Junjun, you are fascinated."

Yange: ...

How could this man's love words always give her a chill down her spine and goosebumps all over her body.

This is also a skill.

Chicken Cub sighed: "What you said is really hypocritical. If you become an ugly guy with squinting eyes and crooked lips, I don't believe he can say anything to you."

Yan Ge feels the same way.

"Why haven't you died yet?" Chicken Cub said, "This guy should have lost power long ago in the host's life."

The chicken cub really disliked the prince, wishing he could strangle him to death with his own hands.

"I didn't enter the palace this time either." Yan Ge sighed: "Probably the fate of many people has changed."

Ji Zai: "Then hurry up and enter the palace, what's the point of being with such a guy who can't give you sex."

Yan Ge: "I'm different from you, I think spiritual love is pretty good too."

Ji Zai sneered: "You are full."

Yan Ge: "You're right."

The chicken cub didn't speak for a long time, he was tired of eating this piece of wood, but he had never seen a piece of meat, so he felt miserable when he thought about it.