After lunch, Rong Ling arrived at the plum blossom forest as promised.

His Highness the Little Princess was not in the plum blossom forest today. Rong Ling did not ask anyone about the princess’s place, but turned her head to the pavilion in the middle of the East Palace.

Jingyu leaned on the bench in the middle of the lake, supported her chin and supported her on the railing, watching the clear lake water appearing shimmering beauty under the sunlight.

The girl's delicate little face looks particularly noble and unparalleled in the sun, like a human elf who is not stained with dust.

"It's time for you to go home again tonight." Jingyu quietly stared at the lake scenery, and a lazy curve appeared on the corner of her mouth. "In the evening, Jin Mo and the others didn't have to go to class. I want to listen to him playing the piano. Well, by the way, see how Ji Yue's piano skills are."

Yilan nodded and should be right.

They can go home once a month at the end of the month, and before each time, the princess likes to let them come and relax for half a day. When the princess is in good spirits, she will let each of them take turns playing the piano music she has learned, discuss calligraphy and chess skills, and then compete with her martial arts.

After more than four years, their talents in all aspects have been progressing rapidly, which is comparable to ordinary talented men and women. However, these children are still young and have not come into contact with many things, so they do not have the desire to compete with others.

However……

Jingyu knew very well that the time for these children to be innocent and carefree was over, and the time for the ten-year-old boy to see the world is also coming.

Rong Ling walked slowly along the Quqiao, and saw Jingyu's figure lazily lying on the railing, and a deep emotion quickly passed through his eyes.

His handsome face was dull in black. Yilan turned his head and saw his figure, and he was stunned.

...Didn’t Rong Ling suffer such severe injuries and still get sick?

"Rong Ling meets His Highness the Princess."

The indifferent voice penetrated into the eardrums, Yilan came to his senses in an instant. Rong Ling had already entered the pavilion in his sight, knelt on his knees, and performed a standard worship ceremony.

Yilan discovered that the boy, who was full of gloomy and dangerous aura when he entered the palace, had become particularly gentle and humble in front of the princess from some point of view, and there was no trace of the edges and corners he had ever entered the palace. It only took more than half a year since he entered the palace.

In fact, the princess did nothing to him for more than half a year. Except for the fact that he received some punishment every time he took the initiative to offend the princess, the princess often regarded him as nothing.

Yilan vaguely felt aversion in his heart, completely ignoring a person... It turned out that he could be tamed.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at His Highness, but Jingyu didn't say anything, and a quiet and indifferent look on her little face.

"Your body," Yilan frowned and looked at him, pausing his tone, "You should rest in bed at this time."

Although there was not too many expressions on his face, Yilan couldn't help but feel trembling when he thought of what Dr. Du said in the morning.

Not even fifteen years old...

Rong Ling didn't speak. With his temperament, of course he wouldn't pay attention to a little girl who had nothing to do with him. He was in good health and whether he needed to rest in bed, and no one needed to remind him.

"Rong Ling is here to tell His Royal Highness the Princess the story of yesterday." He raised his eyes and looked at the slender figure of the girl leaning against the railing. "This time the storyline is a bit long, along with tomorrow's."

Together with tomorrow's?

Yilan was puzzled, and Jingyu didn't say a word.

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Chapter completed!