Bird Raiders

Ah Ting didn't know how he got back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he was in the tree hole when he woke up.

There is a plate of crystal worms at the entrance of the cave, and Aning is not there.

Ah Ting had a full meal, and after practicing for a long time, he lost his mind, and then stood on the branch and looked west blankly.

He wants to find the prince.

He knew that the prince didn't like him, and thought he was stupid and annoying, but Ah Ting always missed the prince in his heart, as if he had broken into a strange world, which was very different from the quiet and peaceful prime minister's mansion, mysterious. In the dark, Arting finds everything novel.

But the steward came over and passed a message, saying: "Master, the prime minister ordered you not to go out for a day today."

Ah Ting's heart felt like being thrown into the mud, but he never disobeyed his father's words. In his eyes, his father was the sky. He obediently flew into the tree hole and started to practice again.

In the evening, Yi Xuan came over to check on Ah Ting, and after confirming that he was in the tree hole, he patted his head before going back to his room in peace.

Ah Ting knew that his father must have coaxed his mother well, because he saw a red mark on his father's neck, every time there was a mark on his father's neck, his mother would be very happy.

Since you are happy, it means that you will not quarrel.

Ah Ting endured it until the next morning, when he had a dream about candied haws.

The prince in the dream is still the domineering prince from the day before yesterday, but it is different from the day before yesterday. The prince not only ate a bunch of candied haws in his hand, but also came to grab the ones from him. Ah Ting turned around and ran while protecting the candied haws, not letting the prince snatch it. It turned out that the prince threw him down all of a sudden, pressed on him and grabbed the candied haws, ate all of his candied haws in front of him, and finally poked his dimples with a bamboo stick.

The sharp bamboo stick poked his face, itching and hurting, Ah Ting woke up suddenly, and the prince's face disappeared in an instant.

The sunlight outside the tree hole was just right, casting mottled light and shadows among the branches and leaves. Ah Ting tilted his head on the tree branch after thinking and thinking, and decided to go find the prince.

He thought, the weather is fine today, let's open a window for the prince.

He flew all the way to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. Now he is familiar with this route, and he can fly there with his eyes closed, but today's capital seems to be a little different.

There is a group of people with pointed armor and hard helmets around the palace, like guards, but their expressions are fierce. People on the street are in a hurry, and there are many fewer small traders.

A Ting was puzzled for a moment, but didn't think deeply. He flapped his wings and flew to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. The Seventh Prince's Mansion was a little more lively than before. Two heroic guards were replaced at the door, and there were four servant girls standing in front of the bedroom.

Ah Ting hesitated for a moment, and walked around to the back window, but the prince did not open the window, Ah Ting pierced the window paper with his mouth, and saw that the prince was alone in the dark room.

He didn't dare to go in immediately, standing on the window lattice and screaming.

After a while, the prince finally quarreled.The prince opened the window with a sullen face, and was stunned when he saw it was A Ting, forgetting to move his hands.

The prince who came back to his senses dodged his gaze a little, and almost caught A Ting's tail when he lowered the window.

"How did you come?"

Ah Ting flew into the room and turned into a human form, heaving a long sigh of relief.

"Let me see the prince!"

The prince put his index finger to his mouth, motioning him to keep his voice down.Ah Ting nodded immediately, leaned over to the prince and asked, "My lord, why are there so many people in the mansion?"

The prince sat back on the original stool and replied casually: "This is the palace of the prince. There should be many people in it. Isn't the prime minister's mansion also a bunch of servants?"

"Yeah, so why should we keep our voices quiet?"

The prince was stunned, and he replied after a while: "I am the only one in the room, and you didn't come in through the main entrance, if people outside heard the voice of a voice in the room, it would be strange not to suspect that you are a goblin. "

Ah Ting snorted, "Yes, yes, I'm so stupid."

"What are you doing again?"

That's right, what did he come for, when he saw the prince, he completely forgot.

In a panic, he caught a glimpse of the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the prince's desk, and had an idea: "I want the prince to teach me how to write."

The prince didn't bother to talk to him, "There are no literate people in the prime minister's mansion?"

"Daddy's birthday is coming soon, I want to write a letter to him."

"Does the prime minister know that you are here?"

"I don't know." A Ting was a little embarrassed, rubbing his cuffs and said, "I came here secretly."

"why?"

"Because... the prince and I are friends."

After hearing this, the prince couldn't help thinking of the same dream that he had had these two nights, his body became hot, but when he thought of the scene outside, it was like a basin of cold water pouring down, he turned his face away, "Don't be sentimental."

Ah Ting was used to being rejected, so he wasn't angry, but the corners of his mouth drooped, looking very pitiful.

The prince picked up the tea and took a sip, "You are so troublesome, I only teach half a stick of incense, and you will go home after teaching."

Ah Ting became very happy, and stood by the prince's desk waiting for the prince to teach him. The prince picked up the brush, dipped it in some ink, and asked Ah Ting to hold it. Ah Ting would not pinch it with his fingers, so the prince stood behind him, Wrapping his arm around Artin's arm, he corrected Artin's gesture error.

"Relax, don't shake your hands..."

"Fingers together, then thumbs down..."

Ah Ting trembled as if he was facing an enemy, he was held by the prince and took him to write down a horizontal line and a vertical line on the paper.

The sound of the prince's breathing came from Ah Ting's ear.

"My lord, I want to see my name."

The prince then wrote "Yi Ting", and Ah Ting traced the ink marks bit by bit with his fingers. He happily turned his head and smiled at the prince. His two eyes were very bright in the dark room, "So this is mine. name."