I am the third prince of the dragon

Ella's little face was flushed with excitement all day long. She personally arranged the room for the two of them, took them for a walk in the garden, and proudly displayed all kinds of exquisite flowers that she had grown.

"These are the roses left by my mother, and they are almost out of place now." In the flowerbed in the backyard lay a pink and white luxuriant rose, and a large number of flowers spread from the flowerbed to the roof.

The garden is like a fairyland, with crystal water splashing from the small fountain, greenery covering every land within their sight, most of the flowers are in full bloom, a pleasing purple and red.Occasionally, some fluffy animals ran across the green grass. They looked very clever. They tilted their heads to look at them, and soon ran into the flowers.

The pink-purple scattered vines like a waterfall hang down from the tree trunk, swaying gently with the wind, Ella pushes their soft branches aside like a curtain, revealing a passage inside.

"I want to show you something." Ella pretended to be mysterious and smiled.

Ao Luyi laughed: "Of course." Although he has already felt the strong power of faith, this feeling is of course only the big hazel tree he left behind.

He turned his head and smiled at Arman, beckoning him to follow.

It seems that the Ford family has not changed, but in fact there is. This garden was carefully taken care of by Mrs. Ford, but it is not so beautiful and dreamlike. It should be that Ella planted other flowers and plants later, and expanded a lot. Like a maze.

Ella trotted with her skirt lifted, and soon disappeared, only her laughter could be heard among the vine branches.

Ao Luyi smiled and sighed: "I may be really old. I am surprised every time I see you grow up."

He turned his head and looked at Arman who was walking side by side with him. They walked through the pink and purple vine curtains. Arman's handsome side profile still vaguely looked like it used to in the flickering light spots.

Arman suddenly turned to look at him, and looked at him with extremely serious eyes: "But I don't think you have changed at all."

A lock of soft hair at the corner of his forehead fell down and swayed around his cheek twice, Ao Luyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and raised his hand to help him brush his hair back: "Of course, have you forgotten, I am a fairy. "

"Let's go." He patted Arman's back lightly. Arman was like a dog whose fur has been shaved, with a very bright light shining in his eyes and a happy smile on his face .

Pushing aside the pink vines, one sees a piece of emerald green shrouded in the sun.

A gurgling crystal stream surrounds this overgrown hazel tree. The road paved with small stones is obviously often walked by. The stones reflect a warm light in the sun. A huge open space is formed around the hazel tree. Covered with emerald green grass, a small wooden bridge covered with flowering branches crosses the stream to connect the gravel road, and many animals drink water under the bridge.

The low trunk of this hazel tree is covered with strips of ribbons of various colors, and together with its dense branches and leaves, it rustles in the wind.

Ella stood under the tree, with a big smile on her face, and waved vigorously to them.

As they approached, Ayla jumped to the side: "Dang Dang Dang Dang!!"

It turned out that behind her was a statue that almost merged with the trunk of the hazel tree—a bust of Ao Luyi!

The snow-white stone statue seemed to grow out of the tree trunk, and was tightly wrapped by the branches. Its face was clearly visible, with smiling eyebrows, and it really looked like Ao Luyi.

"This is..." Ao Luyi was startled, his brows raised high.

Ella shrugged: "I really want to say that this is my work, but unfortunately only half of it is." She smiled and looked at Arman as if complaining: "It's all Arman. After I finished the statue, He insisted that this was not like you at all, and changed it without my consent."

Arman looked back at her frankly: "But you also admit that it will be better after I change it."

Ella said helplessly: "You have been with Louis for so many years, what is there to be proud of?"

Back then, she drew the portrait of Ao Luyi from her memory, and the townspeople unanimously agreed to put the painting under the hazel tree for them to pay homage to. As a result, within a month, Arman heard the sound from nowhere and did not hesitate to She politely snatched the painting away, and before she was finished getting angry, she found that the painting had been returned, and it had been greatly altered, and Arman's own portrait was actually painted on the back of the painting.

Arman also left her a note, to the effect that her memory was not reliable at all, and Louis' face was out of shape, so he changed it without hesitation. In addition, he didn't want to accept offerings from the people, but he just Want to be with Louis, even if separated by a piece of paper.

At that time, Ella already knew the news of Ao Luyi's disappearance. Considering this, she soon stopped being angry with Arman. Shortly after its thought, Arman reappeared.

Just like last time, he didn't come back to visit her out of good intentions, he just came back to point out her mistakes mercilessly.

The statue has been completely changed, but Aila also admitted that Arman's deep affection for Ao Luyi endowed the statue with a fresh aura, and her demeanor looks like the real Ao Luyi, she is indeed not as good as him, But the most annoying thing is that Arman took away the previous portrait and refused to keep it for her as a souvenir.

Ella felt very helpless for this old friend who seemed to be very stingy in this kind of thing. Later, she even suspected that Alman actually came to Conte often, but he was too lazy to listen to her accusations, so he deliberately avoided herself. But I often heard from people in the town that they saw people like him haunting the hazel tree.

But I haven't seen you for many years, she doesn't want to be a complainer, Ella smiled: "Do you like it?"

Ao Luyi nodded and grinned: "Of course I like it." He touched the back of her head: "Thank you."

Ella's eyes brightened and she smiled brightly at him.

Arman's raised mouth gradually flattened.

"Louis, you must stay in Conte for a few more days. The ball is coming soon. Dad sent me a letter. He said he would escort Mrs. Cecil back together. You must not leave." Ayla tugged at his arm begging.

"If Dad knows that you are gone, he will be very sad."

Ao Luyi laughed: "No, I just want to come back to visit you and Mr. Ford - I also know the dance you mentioned, Mrs. Cecil is the prince's aunt, isn't it?"

Ella nodded: "Yes, you actually know."

"We came down the road to help a lady and a knight, who were coming to the ball in Conte--will you be going, then?"

Ao Luyi looked at her and smiled slightly: "It seems that Ella has also reached this age."

Ella's cheeks flushed suddenly: "I didn't go to the prom for the sake of the prince. This is my first prom. My goal is to meet the famous royal tailor at the prom. I want to be her student." .”

There was a flash of light in her eyes: "I want to go to the dance in the clothes I made."

The girl's eyes sparkled with dreamy vision, making her look more radiant than any cosmetics, making it hard to look away.

Ao Luyi looked at her expression, and couldn't help showing a faint smile: "Come on, it seems that our little Ella will become a famous designer in the whole mainland in a short time."

Ella clenched her fists, her cheeks were flushed, and she hummed loudly: "I will work hard!!"

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The ball is about to start, and the whole of Conte is excited about it. Everyone seems to know that the future princess is very likely to be born at this ball.

At the same time, the grandness of this ball was unprecedented in the entire Conte County. Almost every unmarried girl from a good family was invited. The invitations flew out of Mrs. Cecil's palace like snowflakes, flying to those who dreamed of being able to get married. In the hands of the girls who showed their charm at the ball, they were excited and happy, and screamed uncontrollably.

Conte County is so lively that Christmas is coming early. Every day, the streets are full of people, and the shops are full of well-dressed ladies. Every day will be emptied and put on new things, foreign perfumes, stockings, beautiful hair accessories, ribbon bows, all kinds of lace.

The good tailors were fully booked a few weeks ago, and they happily ran from one house to another, taking tape measures to measure the sizes of the ladies in those families, and accepting all kinds of tricky requests.

Ella's work was almost at the finishing touches, before nearly all the teenage girls went on a hunger strike to try and tuck themselves into dresses a few sizes smaller before the prom.

She has a tailoring room where all kinds of fabrics and needlework are placed. Among the messy piles of fabrics, Ella is kneeling on the floor in overalls, embellishing the last small diamond for the skirt of her dance skirt.

There was no question that the dress was beautiful, and there was hardly any pop, no overly padded hips and exaggerated leg-of-mutton sleeves, no piled-up lace and terribly thin waist.

The simple cut of the upper body is designed to highlight the shoulder and necklines. The neckline is greatly opened without any decoration. The sleeves are fluffed up from the shoulders and gradually gathered to the forearms.The skirt is wide and flowing, covered with layers of soft and light gauze, the color is from deep to light, it is an extremely gentle low-saturation blue, reminiscent of foam-covered sea waves, and the silver gauze is full of stars. The shimmering broken diamond, when it is still, is like a star in the sky, but when it moves, there will be a surprise that makes it hard to move your eyes.

After Louis saw the dress, he gave Ella a comment of 'incredibly beautiful', but Ella was still uneasy.

This anxiety has nothing to do with the protagonist of the ball. Ella spent months on this dress, doing her best to impress the royal tailor.

"Let's see if this works." Ella took a deep breath and let out a long breath.

Ella walked out of the studio, feeling the long-lost sunshine shining on her face, feeling calm in her heart, she thought silently, but it would be great if her mother could give her some advice.

Every maid in the Ford family knew how nervous Ella was, and kept encouraging her. Even the cook specially steamed a pudding with a smiling face for her.

At the dinner table, Ao Luyi sat opposite her, smiling at her while drinking: "If you don't mind, I can give you a little help."

Arman raised his head and looked at the two of them silently. As expected, Ella shook her head after a brief hesitation: "No, I think this is fine."

Ao Luyi looked at Arman, gave him a tacit smile, and shrugged again.

There is still one day before the dance, and tomorrow, Mr. Ford and Mrs. Cecil should arrive in Conte, and then in a few hours, when the sun goes down, this dance is as important as an exam to Ella It will slowly kick off.

Tens of thousands of candles will be lit in the palace, illuminating the entire gorgeous and splendid ballroom. Almost all the people in Conte County will be there, and Ella's dress will also appear in front of everyone at that time.

It was getting dark, and after dinner, Ella went into her work room again. The door was locked tightly, and no one dared to disturb her.

The last light of the setting sun gradually disappeared from the window, and Ella's dance dress was slowly shrouded in the night.

She sat on the floor blankly, quietly looking at her work among a pile of fabrics, with a dignified and quiet expression.

Finally, she stood up, stood in front of her skirt, and took a deep breath.

Ella carefully removed the skirt from the mannequin, then took off her own clothes and put it on.

Every place is tightly wrapped around her body, like a second skin. This is the result of countless measurements and fittings. However, this is the first time she puts on the finished product in the completion stage.

Ella went to the large mirror and gazed at herself with the last of the daylight.

The gentle blue shines through the silver gauze, and the diamonds on the skirt are really like stars, shining among the layers of folds, which complement each other when she walks, making her look like a little fairy.

The girl in the mirror is extremely beautiful, her skin is like snow, her eyes are as blue as the sea, but her lips are slightly pursed because of nervousness. Ella raised her hand to comb her messy golden long hair, trying to show a smile, but finally All he could do was show a gloomy grimace.

She turned her head and looked at a mannequin not far away. A large silver-gray cloak was quietly placed there, tied with a big bow, which was also her work.

The night finally came, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, like Cupid's bow and arrow, casting moonlight on Conte.

Ella slipped quietly out of the garden in that dress, cloak and hood.

She walked through the garden, trotted and bent all the way into the wisteria bushes, where she passed, little squirrels and birds fled and flew up, the fountain was gurgling, and in the shadow of the garden, Ao Luyi and Arman were quietly Sitting quietly on the bench.

"........"

They had a tacit understanding and didn't make any sound at all. They just watched her quickly run past and then disappeared. Now, looking at the swaying wisteria branches, they could only look at each other in blank dismay.

What's the situation, Ao Luyi raised his eyebrows high, and glanced at Arman: "Do you think we should follow up and bring back the girl who ran out of the house at night, or give her enough space?"

Alman frowned slightly.

He was not very happy, because sitting side by side with Ao Luyi and enjoying the moon quietly made him feel very happy, and he didn't want to interrupt this atmosphere halfway.

"No, maybe she just wants to pray under the hazel tree," Arman said.

"Really?" Ao Luyi asked suspiciously: "Then why did she refuse when I asked her before?"

Arman said lightly: "Maybe I changed my mind and I'm sorry to tell you, girls of this age are like this."

Well, she was going to Hazel anyway.

Ao Luyi could only shrug his shoulders and stop thinking about it.

Arman looked at him, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

"Yes." After Ao Luyi finished speaking, he suddenly smiled when he thought of Natsume Soseki's famous saying: "You know this sentence has another meaning in our side. A writer thinks that this sentence is implicit'I love you'."

Alman nodded slightly, but then he looked at Ao Luyi and said, "But if I wanted to say I love you, I might not express it in such a twisted way."

Ao Luyi was taken aback, then smiled helplessly: "Ah, it's not bad to go straight."