take the lamb to school

Yi Ling was taken aback, and said calmly, "We are good friends."

"good friend?"

Pamela wrinkled her nose, looked straight at Yi Ling, and made goosebumps all over his body, and then said in a drawn-out tone, "Okay, good friend——"

Yi Ling blushed, shrank back, and whispered, "We are indeed good friends."

It's just that in addition to the relationship of good friends, there is another layer of closer relationship.

"Hmph, anyway, you can't hide it from me. This is nothing unusual."

Speaking of which, Pamela tossed her ponytail, and walked away neatly with "thump-thump-thump" steps.

Yi Ling watched Pamela's back go away, then turned to Bowen and asked, "What does Pamela mean? She said it's nothing unusual..."

"Uh," Bowen thought for a moment, and seemed a little hard to say, "That's what she meant. In fact, when you take off the decent coats of nobles, you can see that they have more tricks than one. If I remember correctly, Pamela's family happens to be the well-known Cronin family. Her uncle is a vagabond, not only has a bunch of mistresses, but also male lovers..."

Yi Ling was depressed when he heard that, "Isn't anyone condemning him?"

"Yes. But that prodigal son didn't go into politics, he just squandered his family's property, and no one can control him," Bowen sighed, "From this point of view, the nobles are much more free than the royal family. Look at His Royal Highness Dana Although he is fickle, once he gets married, as the heir, he must not make a scandal. From the government hall to the hundreds of thousands of civilians in Minsalu, so many eyes are staring at him. The throne is supreme, how can it be It's so nice to sit on."

"Speaking of which, how did Pamela guess the relationship between you and His Royal Highness Vigal—" Bowen looked at Yi Ling curiously, "You told her?"

Yi Ling quickly waved his hand, "How could I tell her such a private thing?" He frowned and said, "I'm not sure how she guessed it. It was probably the last time Vigal helped me testify?"

Yi Ling thought of Pamela's mysterious smile.Did she know then?But at that time, even he himself hadn't fully recognized his feelings for Vigal.

Bowen sincerely suggested: "The less people know about your affairs, the better. His Royal Highness Vigar's admirers are as numerous as a cow's hair."

"I'm sure Pamela won't talk nonsense, she's not that kind of person."

Yi Ling glanced at Bowen, and tentatively asked: "You said just now—does His Royal Highness Vigar have many admirers?"

"Well, many, many."

"But I don't seem to have seen anyone confess to him..." Yi Ling said.

Or, was Virgar not there when someone confessed his love to him?

Bowen laughed and said, "Do you think that with His Royal Highness Virgal's appearance, there are not many admirers? I guess—it's because they think they are not worthy of His Royal Highness Virgal, and they just don't want to humiliate themselves."

"You're right, Bowen." Yi Ling's eyes were empty, and he propped his chin with both hands and said to himself, "But even if someone confesses, Vigal won't accept it. He doesn't like those people."

"You are very confident."

Yi Ling smiled lightly: "It's Vigal who gave me the confidence."

In the evening, Yi Ling went back to the original dormitory, packed all his things and moved them into the new room.

Before leaving, he asked Bowen about his future plans. Bowen said: "Mrs. Huggins asked me if I needed to arrange a new roommate, but I rejected her. Originally, I lived on campus to make friends with you." .You're gone, and I don't need to live any longer. I'll be going home later, I wish you a happy life here..."

Yi Ling hugged Bowen with an apologetic face, then looked up at Bowen and said, "Thank you for your concern, I am very happy to be roommate with you this year. Not a roommate, but I can always be at the same table , are friends. Will you, Bowen?"

His eyes were shining, as if there was water flowing, Bowen was sad, but he didn't show it, he just patted his shoulder, nodded and smiled: "It couldn't be better, my friend."

A farewell ends here.His Royal Highness, who was waiting outside the door, adjusted the buttons of his neckline several times, and finally saw the door open. Yi Ling came out from inside and walked to him, and put his arms around him, "Let's go, Your Highness."

Virgal watched him secretly for a while as he walked, and asked him, "Are you sad to be separated from the Gold family boy?"

His voice was deep, and Yi Ling glanced at his side face, not knowing whether it was an illusion or something, but always felt that His Royal Highness was a little lost.Sensitively aware of Vegal's jealousy, he said cautiously, "I'm not very sad... just a little bit reluctant. After all, we've lived together for nearly a year, and he didn't blame me for saying I wanted to leave so suddenly."

——This is the true truth.

It's just that he and Bowen don't live in the same dormitory anymore, and it's not that they can't see each other again, there's no need to make it feel like parting.

Virgal lowered his eyelashes, stopped suddenly, and looked sideways at Yi Ling, his dark green pupils were gentle and firm, "We will have many years."

"I know, Your Highness." Yi Ling said with a smile, "Our future belongs to each other."

It's a promise, a promise.

So Vegal rubbed Yi Ling's head in satisfaction, and returned to his previous proud expression.

The two made an appointment to go to the library.

At least Ealing hadn't forgotten his lord mother when he tasted the troubles of love, in fact, less than two days had passed since he got the key to the library from Mr. Hudson.

Libraries are generally closed at night.This means that Ealing is free to visit all the library rooms.

Yi Ling opened the gate with a key, and the light from the street lamps spilled into the dark hall. When Virgal lit the lamp, he closed the door and wanted to move, but hesitated.

"Should we go first, the Divine History Museum?" Virgal reminded, "If you want to trace the past of the Moon God, the Divine History Museum may be able to find some clues."

"okay."

"Come with me," Vigal held Yi Ling's hand, and walked around the huge building with ease, "The Divine History Museum is on the basement floor, and it is usually not open to students. You must obtain the permission of the instructor to borrow the books in it." Sign the approval document. And some particularly important books on the history of gods, even the teachers can't read it."

"What about you? Have you read the books in the Shenshikan?" Yi Ling asked.

"Yes," Vigar said, "Although the royal family has a rich collection of books, they don't collect many special resources such as the history of gods."

"Ms. Linde, my teacher of the history of theology, once said that the history of the gods is not strictly the history of the gods, but the history of human beings' belief in gods..." Yi Ling followed Vigal step by step, "We can really find something useful. something, Your Highness?"

"She is right. But—have you ever thought that the history of gods taught to us in school may not be the real history of gods?" Vigal said and waved his hand, and a ball of light shot straight into the air. The dark corridor suddenly brightened.

Facing them was a golden gate engraved with vine patterns.

"We have arrived."