Bird Raiders

The village where the prince lives now is really remote, and the folk customs are far behind the capital. From the beginning to the end of the village, it is not as big as the prime minister's mansion, but because the prince is here, Ah Ting thinks it is not bad here.

When he walked to the entrance of the village, he found that the prince had become a private school teacher for the children in the village. Ah Ting leaned against the window and watched the prince teach the children to read and write, feeling sour. Back then, he wanted the prince to teach him to write a name. Very impatient.

When school was over, the children ran out in a swarm. They felt novelty when they saw A Ting, and they gathered around A Ting and stared at him intently. A Ting was so embarrassed by the look that he hid his hands in his sleeves and turned into a handful of candy. , then stretched out and distributed to the children.

The prince came out just in time and saw him surrounded by children, so he left without helping him. Ah Ting watched the prince go further and further away, finished distributing the candies anxiously, and then quickly chased after him.

"My lord..."

Ah Ting wanted to pull the prince's sleeve, but the prince's current clothes did not have a wide hem, Ah Ting couldn't catch it, and he didn't dare to get close.

"My lord, wait for me."

He walked all the way to the door of the prince's house, but the prince ignored Ah Ting.

"Oh!"

Hearing Ah Ting's scream, the prince immediately turned around. Ah Ting was sitting on the ground, holding his ankle, his whole face wrinkled together, his expression painful.

"what happened?"

A Ting lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, and said pitifully, "I sprained my foot in a hurry just now."

The prince squatted down in front of him, pinched Ah Ting's ankle, "Is it really sprained?"

The prince's face suddenly got so close, Ah Ting suddenly became shy, and kept avoiding his eyes, almost forgetting what his mother said, "you must make a gasp sound".

"Hiss... pain."

The prince seriously looked at the road that Ah Ting walked just now, it was a flat land without even a pebble, "Don't you know magic spells? Why don't you just heal yourself?"

"I don't know how to do it yet, I haven't learned the healing technique yet."

"What now?"

Ah Ting thought for a while, but still listened to his mother, and muttered, "The ground is so dirty, I can't stand up."

"so what?"

Ah Ting plucked up his courage, and stretched out both hands to the prince, "Hug."

Ah Ting is usually timid and nonuo, he looks easy to pinch, the prince only wants to bully him, but when Ah Ting acts like a baby, the prince can't stand that kind of cute expression.

It had been three years, and he thought the child had forgotten him long ago.

He kept repeating what Yi Xuan said to him in his heart, he really wanted to stop the loss in time, but when Ah Ting looked at him like that, his eyes were as hot and pure as when he first met, the prince couldn't help it no matter what.

The prince reached out to Ah Ting's knee with one hand, and passed under his arm with the other hand, hugging him horizontally. Ah Ting was startled, afraid of falling, so he tightly circled the prince's neck.

The prince kicked open the door, went straight to the bed, put him down, and Ah Ting reluctantly let go.

The prince noticed that Ah Ting's feet dangled twice on the side of the bed.

But when he looked at A Ting, A Ting immediately put on a very painful expression, the prince laughed in his heart, and he didn't directly expose A Ting.

"Want tea? Shall I pour you a cup of tea?"

Artin nodded flattered and said "OK".

The prince walked to the table and picked up the small teapot. Ah Ting watched the prince turn his wrist and pour the water from the teapot onto his hand. The prince also made a false "hiss".

Ah Ting rushed up like an arrow to check the prince's injury, but he touched the prince's hand, which was cold.

The water is also cold.

He looked down following the prince's eyes, and then saw his own legs, which were standing on the ground safe and sound.

Artin: "..."

Why is the prince's reaction different from what the mother said?

"I didn't mean to lie to you."

The prince sighed and persuaded: "Go back, your father will be angry if he knows you are with me."

Ah Ting held onto the prince's hand and said stubbornly, "I won't go back."

"I don't want you to stay here to disturb my cleanliness."

"I won't disturb the prince." Ah Ting held the prince's hand tightly and said aggrievedly, "I have always missed the prince very much. I have been thinking about him every day for the past three years."

The prince's eyelashes fluttered twice, what other unfeeling words could he say?

"My lord, please talk to me. Don't always be so fierce to me. I haven't done anything wrong."

The prince's voice softened, and he asked him, "What are you talking about? You can say anything you want to say."

"What are you talking about?" Ah Ting said shyly, "I forgot what I wanted to say as soon as I saw the prince."

After the lord heard this, he was about to break away from Ah Ting's hand, but A Ting immediately held it tighter, "That's right, my lord, the old man who sold candied haws on West Street died."

"died?"

"Yes, one day last year, when I went to buy candied haws, my grandfather was not there. The mother-in-law who sold vegetables next to me told me that he had died of illness."

The prince sighed in his heart about the impermanence of human affairs, and Ah Ting said: "Fortunately, the prince has tasted the candied haws made by the old man, right?"

The prince looked at Ah Ting's dimples, and said, "Yes, I've tasted it."

"Very sweet."

"It's sweet."

The prince finally broke away from Ah Ting's hand, and urged: "Okay, we're done talking, let's go back."

Ah Ting's eyebrows drooped immediately, and the prince was pushing him towards the door, and Ah Ting changed into his original shape with a whimper, which made the prince push him in vain.

The prince lowered his head and stared at the colorful birds on the ground.

"What do you want to do?" the prince asked angrily.

Ah Ting looked at the lord innocently, but he did a very rascal thing. He spread his wings and flew straight towards the bed, then tucked his head into the quilt, revealing only a long tail shaking in the air, A "see what you do with me" look.