Virgal's conversation with his revered father began after dinner.

On the way to His Majesty's bedroom, Archer warned his master: "Your Majesty always attaches great importance to your safety. We tried our best to hide the fact that you went out last night, but you know, Your Highness, you Want to move away from the palace, how is it possible?"

"Don't say any more," Virgal glanced sideways at Archer, "You should know why I did this."

Archer frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I understand you, Your Highness. But... I would rather I don't understand!"

He followed Vegal with strides, and lowered his voice: "Why Mr. Yiling? Why must it be him! There are many noble ladies in Mingsaru who can be the future princess, but Mr. He can't—"

"Nothing is impossible."

Vigal stood still at the gate of the palace, looking at his loyal servant meaningfully: "He doesn't have to be my princess, he is himself. Archer, I need you to keep this secret until Dana and Ge Miss Lan's wedding day."

After speaking, he looked straight ahead, raised his chin and walked in.

To be honest, His Majesty the King was pleasantly surprised when he saw his youngest son come to him on his own initiative.The child became more and more independent as an adult, and he hadn't received a call for help from his youngest son for a long time.

"What's the matter, Vergar?"

Virgal cut to the chase: "I want to move to the school, father."

"what?!"

His Majesty the King instantly raised his face: "What are you kidding, Virgar?"

"I'm not joking, you know I won't joke about this kind of thing." Virgal looked into his father's eyes solemnly, and the repressed anger in His Majesty's eyes kept coming out, and sparks burst out in the turbulence.

"Then, can you tell me why, my dear child?" said His Majesty the King in a deep voice.

“I’m older, I’m an adult, and I think I’m better at school,” Vergar said firmly. “That’s why I’m here.”

"But look at your brother! He still lives in the palace and stays with me!" His Majesty the King snapped, "Daina is the heir to the Nesse royal family, and he doesn't need any damn exercises, let alone you The precious wealth left by your ancestors is enough for you to squander your whole life, even if you do nothing, you can still trample most people under your feet!"

"So—" Vigar chuckled lightly, and said coldly, "I can only be the flower of my royal family at ease, isn't it, Your Majesty?"

His Majesty the King held his youngest son's shoulders, and patiently persuaded him, "What's wrong with being the flower of the royal family? This is the praise your subjects give you, Virgal."

Virgal shook his head, "No, I don't want to."

"I don't want to be just a symbol, father. I want to go to a wider world, and you don't even allow me to live in the school..." Vigal said, "Aren't you afraid that I will travel to the mainland again?"

"Next time, I may travel without a person."

The threatening meaning contained in these words made His Majesty the King almost slap his son hard, but he quickly thought of his dead wife. The poor father suppressed his trembling right hand and let out a deep breath.

He closed his eyes and finally gave in.

"Okay, I agree."

His Majesty the King just wanted to ask someone to arrange for his son to live in school, but Vigar made an insane statement: "Father, I hope you don't interfere with the matter of living in school. I can handle it myself. Thank you for your understanding, father."

After speaking, he gently hugged his ashen-faced father, and strode away from His Majesty's bedroom.

Afterwards, according to reliable information from the Minister of Purchasing, on this night, the consumption of porcelain in the palace was particularly large, perhaps reaching the highest level of the year.

On the other hand, Vegal's efficiency is astonishing.

Archer helped him pack his luggage early on. He waited for dawn and drove directly to the dormitory building of Red Thorn College. After explaining his purpose, he successfully got two keys from Mrs. Huggins.

After moving home, Virgar sent away all the servants, not even Archer.In the morning light accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, he knocked on the door of Yiling's dormitory.

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and many students were still in a dream. Yi Ling, who hadn't slept all night, was very vigilant after passing the sleepy point. He flew over and opened the door almost as soon as the door slammed.

Strange to say, he didn't communicate with His Highness the Prince that night, but he was inexplicably convinced that His Highness the Prince would be able to solve this problem.

Yi Ling held her breath and opened the door. Outside the door, Vigal was leaning against the door frame with half-draped long hair. The slightly dim environment in the corridor did not hide his radiance at all. He just smiled lightly, like melting ice and snow. It was also exciting, and Yi Ling didn't know that there was heat in his eyes, and he said, "Good day, Virgal."

"Good day, Ealing."

Vegal slowly lifted a key and waved it in front of Yi Ling's eyes, "This is your new room, come with me."

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