It's more like the smell of incense candles in front of the statue.
Mu Yunhan remained calm and slowly stretched his hand under the pillow.
There were the arm crossbow and Tiannu Sanhua that she had just taken off, as well as a small dagger.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew inside the tent.
A huge black shadow smelled like incense and rushed towards her.
Mu Yunhan fired the arm crossbow without hesitation.
The black shadow dodged with great dexterity.
At the same time, Mu Yunhan got out of bed, lifted up the curtain, and prepared to call someone.
But she caught sight of a pair of round black bean-like eyes and a beautiful crest composed of a row of yellow feathers standing tall.
It's Gu Yilan's white parrot called Sunflower.
It stopped on the bed rail, looking at her warily and scrutinizingly.
Mu Yunhan nervously aimed his crossbow at it and whispered: "What do you want to do? Go away! Go away!"
Mu Li was already knocking on the door: "Master? Are you okay?"
The maid also walked in: "Miss?"
Sunflower blinked and said in a strange voice: "Just come here and take a look. Put away your arm crossbow."
Mu Yunhan was surprised: "You actually know about arm crossbows?"
Sunflower was silent for a moment, then let out a strange, mocking, rough laugh.
When the maid saw it, she immediately knelt down and saluted: "Lord Sunflower."
Without looking at the maid, Sunflower slowly walked back and forth on the bedrail twice, then suddenly shook her head vigorously.
It's the kind of leaning forward and back, swinging wildly.
Mu Yunhan was dumbfounded. He pulled the maid and asked, "Is it, is it crazy?"
The maid didn't know what was going on, and said in panic: "My slave doesn't know either. I don't serve him every day."
Mu Yunhan pushed her: "Go and call the person who is waiting for it!"
This weird parrot should be very important to Mrs. Gu. What if it really goes crazy and dies here or something like that?
The maid rolled on the ground and walked out. Mu Yunhan did not forget to tell Mu Li: "Don't come in!"
The less implicated one is, the better.
Sunflower suddenly stopped and started laughing weirdly. The sound was rough and harsh, so harsh that it made people want to go crazy.
Mu Yunhan quickly grabbed a piece of fox fur and wrapped it up, then slowly stepped back: "Did Gu Yilan ask you to come?"
Sunflower stopped laughing, flew to the top of the tent and stood there, combing her feathers slowly.
"You look a lot like someone I met," it said.
It's obviously just a bird and doesn't have much expression.
But Mu Yunhan saw memories and thoughts on its face.
"It seems to be many, many years ago, right? I can't remember which priest's wife she was. She has a very good smell on her body. I like to be with her very much."
"You will feel very comfortable when you are with her. Like you, she is very good at business. She is the richest priest's wife."
"It's a pity that she died very young and did not live past the age of twenty. By the way, she is from a real ordinary member of your Mu clan, not a direct lineage."
"Why did she die?"
Mu Yunhan wanted to know if a situation like hers had happened before, how they dealt with it, and what happened.
Sunflower said vicissitudes of life: "Who knows, maybe it's because your life span has expired? Or maybe you're unhappy because your husband is dead?"
It suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, and before Mu Yunhan could react, it had already flown out of the room. (To be continued)