take the lamb to school

Vegal took a fixed look at Yi Ling, then turned and left.Yi Ling hugged the cloak tightly, thinking carefully about Vegar's last words.

"He said, it's not because I'm a commoner that he looks down on me..." Yi Ling's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, "He knew he misunderstood me, so he said sorry to me!"

Yi Ling looked in the direction Vigal left, and the man had already gone far away, leaving only a back.He hurriedly chased after him, and the wind blew the corners of his robe, making him flutter on the green grass like a butterfly, agile and full of vitality.

"Your Highness!"

"Please wait, Your Highness!"

Yi Ling called to Vegal to stop, and Vigal stopped, watching Yi Ling running up to him panting.

Yi Ling summoned up her courage, looked up at Vegal, her cheeks flushed slightly, and said, "Since Your Highness doesn't look down on me, can we be friends?"

"Of course, if..." Vegal stretched out his right hand and gently brushed off the white petals on Yiling's shoulder, "If you still want."

"I am willing!" Surprise flashed in Yi Ling's amber eyes, "I also want to thank Your Highness, thank you for saving me in Moxiang City."

Virgal nodded and said, "It's just a matter of raising your hands. See you tomorrow, Yi Ling."

"See you tomorrow, Your Highness." Yi Ling said cheerfully, showing a shy smile, and watched Vigal leave.

At this moment, he felt that the grass was greener, the flowers more fragrant, and even the air was much fresher.

Yi Ling buried her head in the rolled-up cloak, and smelled a familiar cold fragrance.

It's His Royal Highness!

This cloak belongs to His Royal Highness!

Yi Ling never thought about why Archer dared to put on His Royal Highness's cloak on his own, he just jumped happily on the spot twice, and turned around in the grass a few times, the enthusiasm couldn't be contained in his heart at all. , desperate to overflow and infect everything around.

The whistle on his chest was faintly hot, Yi Ling pulled it out from his collar, saw it flashing white light, and murmured: "Hey, are you happy for me too?"

He closed his eyes and blew his whistle.

A burst of melodious music came out, ethereal and penetrating, as if spreading far, far away.

It was something Ealing had never heard before.

And in an attic next to the garden, Duke Truman stood behind a half-closed window, clutching the curtains tightly with both hands, hiding in the shadows, two lines of tears streaming down his handsome face.

"It's him, isn't it, Diane?"

That song, the song dreamed of countless times, is the testimony of their love in the temple.

"Ealing—"

It was Bowen's voice.

Yi Ling turned her head and saw that Bowen had walked up to him quickly, and asked with concern, "How are you, Yi Ling, are you still dizzy?"

"No more dizziness, thank you for your concern, Bowen." Yi Ling said with a smile.

Bowen looked around Yi Ling up and down, hesitantly said: "Yi Ling...you...have you encountered any happy things? I feel that you are different from before, you are much more energetic."

Yi Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly: "You came just in time, Bowen, I want to tell you some good news."

"Oh? What?"

"Didn't you see me in the palace at the autumn ball before? I used some strange methods to sneak in..." Yi Ling moved away from Bowen embarrassingly as he said this. "Of course, my entry into the palace is also related to His Royal Highness. He and I have known each other before school started, but for some reason, he didn't know that I was Yiling. I mean, Hong Yi Ling, a first-year student at Jing College."

Yi Ling took two steps forward, facing the bright street lights, his eyes shining under the candlelight, he said: "Now, the misunderstanding between me and His Royal Highness has been resolved. I have one more friend, I'm very happy, very happy. Bowen, do you understand my mood?"

Bowen was a little dazed and disappointed, as if he still couldn't digest what Yi Ling told him.

He opened his mouth, closed it again, then opened it again, and said, "Ah... Is that so... Are you and Your Highness the Second Prince already friends?"

"I think so, Bowen," Ealing said.

Bowen frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "I, I always feel, Yi Ling, you are overly happy. I mean, I have never seen you so happy before, just because of the Second Prince's Highness?" ?”

"Ah?" Yi Ling was puzzled, "Isn't it worth being happy to have one more friend? Bowen, the day I became friends with you, I was also very happy."

"It's different, Ealing. You don't know that you are like a..." Bowen hesitated to speak, and changed the subject after pursing his lips, "Forget it, let's go back, Ealing. Lambert's The birthday party should be over soon."

Yi Ling didn't know why, so she just nodded: "Oh, good."

The two of them returned to the auditorium. Bowen walked beside Yi Ling, depressed, and he silently completed the unspoken sentence in his heart.

——Like a little girl in love.

For example, his cousin Liz, Liz also showed off her sweetheart to him so sweetly back then.

When the birthday party was over, Yi Ling and Bowen happened to meet His Royal Highness who was about to board the car at the door, followed by Archer.

Yi Ling quietly hid the cloak back, not really wanting to return it.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment! I still owe you an apology! I wonder when you will be free..." Bowen said to Vigal calmly with a complicated expression.

What he said must be done. Judging from the current situation, Yi Ling has already rectified the name of His Royal Highness the Second Prince, so he must fulfill his promise.

"You're wrong, little Sir Gold. The disappearance of Ealing is indeed related to me." Vigal lifted the hem of his robe and stepped on the pedals of the carriage, showing half of his beautiful face sideways, "I appreciate you as a friend Desperate courage, this is the quality that a nobleman should have. You have not insulted the heroic and upright family tradition of the Gold family."

After Vigal finished speaking, he lowered his head and entered the carriage. Archer glanced at Ealing, and then followed.That glance was full of resentment, which made Yi Ling bow her head guiltily.

Bowen said with emotion: "Your Highness is not the same as I remembered him."

From Bowen's point of view, His Highness the Second Prince's eyes were always looking upwards. Although he had never heard of him bullying the weak, it was rare for him to show compassion.

Yi Ling stared at the royal flag flying on the roof of the carriage for a while, then looked away, and said, "Maybe no one really understands him."

Bowen felt bored for a moment. What he wanted to say at first was——do you think you understand him? He swallowed the words, turned to look at the cloak in Yi Ling's arms, and asked, "Is this dress?" Whose? Is it His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

Yi Ling subconsciously denied it: "No, it belongs to Archer. Archer is the servant next to His Highness the Prince."

The sign of lying in this answer is very obvious. How could a manservant own such a dress made of gorgeous materials? Bowen sighed in disappointment. go.

"Come on, Ealing, we should go back to school."

But in fact, Yi Ling regretted it just after lying, and he didn't quite know why he lied to Bowen about such a small matter. He only remembered the moment just now when he wanted to monopolize this small It's a secret, it's best not to be known by anyone - he wants to hide a piece of His Royal Highness's clothes privately.

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10:1551 He didn't look down on me~I can be friends with him~