When I arrived at the bottom of a gorgeous and exquisite pavilion, a beautiful young eunuch immediately came over with a bunch of paper kites and kite strings.

The little eunuch respectfully put a bunch of things in his arms on the stone table, and said with a flattering face: "Your Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, the kite you want." Do you want a minion to do it for you? ”

"No, let's go down."

Yan Yao didn't look at him.

put Yan Yiyi on his lap, hugged her, and began to make the scattered kite strings and paper kites on the table with a serious expression.

Seeing Yan Yao concentrating on making kites, there was less of the usual inconsistency.

That bewitching and beautiful face, the expression is focused and serious.

This made Yan Yiyi faintly surprised in her heart, it turned out that the eight princes of Beiyan, who seemed to be arrogant and invincible, regarded human life like a mustard, and did not take everything in his eyes, his private hobby turned out to be making kites?

Yan Yao's mind is particularly delicate, the paper kite he made in his hand is painted with a pink and tender little pig, just seeing this pink and tender little pig, the corners of Yan Yiyi's mouth twitched, don't think about it, such a small kite must have been made for her.

"Hello?"

She was still a little unaccustomed to the man's serious and focused appearance, and couldn't help but speak.

"Huh?"

Yan Yao's lips were slightly hooked, her dark eyes were full of smiles, and she looked at her: "What does Sister Yiyi want to say to me?" ”

"How do you know how to make a kite?"

In her cognition, a high-ranking prince like Yan Yao disdains to do this kind of crude work in private, and just hand it over to the servants to do it.

But looking at the way he was concentrating when he was making the kite, and the kite was so perfect in his hand, like new, I think he must have done such a scene many times before.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so skilled at all.

"Because"

Yan Yao suddenly smiled, approached her, and her thin lips moved slightly: "Sister Yiyi really wants to know?" ”

"You say."

"I was frightened by the first concubine's cat in the harem"

Yan Yiyi: "So?

What does a cat have to do with him making kites?

Feeling that there was a connection, Yan Yiyi thought that he would not mention the cat for no reason, she waited quietly for a while, waiting for him to say the rest of the story.

"The cat jumped down from a great height and tried to catch me. It's a little wild cat, but it jumps higher than a bird, but it's a pity that it doesn't have wings."

"So, I thought of making a pair of wings for it myself, tying it to its body, and letting it fly into the sky."

Thinking of something worth recalling, the smile on the corner of Yan Yao's mouth became thicker: "It's a pity, the little wild cat doesn't seem to like the wings I made for it, they all fly so high with the help of their wings, and they are still disobedient and struggle on it, and they scratch all the wings." ”

"Without wings, it wouldn't have been able to fly, and it fell from the sky and died"

When he said this, it was as if he was reminiscing about something beautiful and fantasizing about the scene when the cat fell from the sky.

Cats have claws, and unless they fly too high, they won't die even if they fall.

And from his mouth, he said so lightly about the cat's death, you can imagine that he borrowed the string of the kite to see how high the cat was flying.

The cat itself is a land animal, and all of a sudden it is in mid-air, looking down in fear, and it must be afraid to struggle.

In the harem, the concubine raised a cat and deliberately hurt the prince, and such things often happened.

Nor can it be said that cats are innocent.