I am the third prince of the dragon

The two did not leave as scheduled.

Mrs. Ford was getting sicker and sicker, and soon she couldn't get out of bed.

The weather became warmer, the snow melted, and although the flowers and plants were neglected in the courtyard of Ford's house, green shoots began to emerge gradually.

Little Ella didn't know what happened, and felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Why does everyone look unhappy?

Why is daddy crying?

Why didn't Mommy take her out into the garden to prune dead leaves for new roses and lisianthus, as she used to?

Everyone's face became more and more dignified, and little Ella could only play with herself most of the time.

Today, she was sent to Mrs. Esme's house, where she was taken care of by Mrs. Esme, and she played with the judge's daughter Mela for half a day.

To be honest, she didn't understand at all why your honor and Mrs. Esme looked at her and said to her in the sorry tone of a father telling her that her bunny got lost: "Oh, poor little Ella. .”

They said they were sorry but didn't tell her what they were talking about.

Back home, little Ella silently hugged her doll and sat on a bench in the garden, and suddenly began to cry.

No one rushed over to comfort her, she felt even more wronged.

"Why are you crying?"

Arman's voice came from the other side of the rose bushes.

He came over and stood beside Ella.

Sobbing, Ella showed him her doll, the lace of the skirt torn a tear.

She blinked, big tears streaming down her face: "Meera tore her dress."

she said sadly.

Arman didn't know what to cry about: "You can sew it up yourself."

But Ella was still crying: "This is a dress made by my mother. Although Meera apologized to me, I am still very sad."

There was a little doubt in Arman's tone: "I don't understand."

Ella cried even more sadly: "Mrs. Esme also reprimanded Mela, I feel very guilty."

"Why don't you let Mrs. Esme or someone sew it up for you? Don't you want to forgive Meera?"

Ella's cries faded: "I didn't—I forgive her now, but the dress is still like this."

She wiped away tears with the back of her hand.

"You could just say it at Meera's, have Madam Esme sew the dress up for you, accept Meera's apology, make up with her—then you won't be crying here now."

Ella bit her lip and cried, "Did I do something wrong? But Mom told me I should be kind and generous...."

Alman said very calmly and straightforwardly: "Kindness and generosity are good qualities, but they should bring you a good feeling. If you don't feel that way now, it means that your method is wrong."

"I'm a fool and I'll never be like my mother," Ella said in frustration.

Mentioning Mrs. Ford, Arman suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he suddenly said: "If you encounter this kind of thing again next time, think about what Mrs. Ford will do."

Ella raised her head with tears in her eyes, looked at Arman, and said in a low voice, "You are very much like your mother, she loves you very much, you have to make every trace of her love worthwhile—"

Ella didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at the time.

When spring came, Mrs. Ford finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Mr. Ford and Ella were at her bedside, and the family of three held hands tightly.

Mrs. Ford's face is not as emaciated and scary as ordinary patients. Her face is still gentle and beautiful at this time. The afterglow of life makes her face exude a strange brilliance. Her blue eyes, which are almost exactly the same as Ella's She swept across her husband's face, then stared deeply at Ella.

"My dear Ella, I wish you the rest of your life healthy and happy with all the good things you deserve."

Little Ella was lying on her bedside, keeping quiet in a ignorant manner, and gently placed her face against Mrs. Ford's palm. She opened her eyes wide and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What should I do?" ?”

The corner of Mrs. Ford's mouth raised: "Keep your kindness and firmness, and good luck will come to you."

Mr. Ford wept and bowed his head and kissed his wife.

"I love you forever."

"Me too - bye, Benjamin, I love you, take care of yourself and Ella..."

Mrs. Ford's whisper died away, and her blue eyes closed softly.

It was raining when the funeral took place.

Mrs. Ford was buried in a grove behind the courtyard, where there was a clearing full of lilies, where the moonlight shone at night.

The mistress of the Ford family passed away, and there was an atmosphere of sadness everywhere.

Ella saw the servants crying, and she lay on her father's shoulder, watching her mother lying in the wooden box, buried deep in the ground.

Back home, she quietly asked Mr. Ford: "When will Mommy come back?"

Mr. Ford's eyes were moist again. He kissed his little daughter's forehead, holding back his tears: "No, my dear, Mom won't come back."

"It's okay, I can go and see her."

After a while of silence, Ella said so.

Mr. Ford hugged his daughter and wept bitterly.

After the funeral, Ao Luyi and Arman decided it was time to leave.

The bushes in the garden grew thick new leaves, and the buds hung from the branches, accumulating pale colors.

The birds sang softly, the sun shone warmly, and the temperature was enough to wear a skirt.

Ella is reading a book of stories in the garden, and she is working hard because no one will read to her anymore.

She suddenly heard the voice of her father talking to Ao Luyi from a distance.

"Thank you, I know that if it weren't for you, the last days of Maria's life would not have been so easy—"

"That's nothing, I can only do this."

"Now, I only hope that Ella can grow up healthy and smoothly, and I can't bear any other blows."

"Madam gave this wish to Ella, don't worry, she will grow up well."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Mr. Ford's sobs were faint.

He knew how lucky he was. If he hadn't met Ao Luyi, he might have died a few months ago. He believed it was a gift from God, and Ao Luyi's appearance was already a miracle for their family.

Ao Luyi walked towards Ella.

The little girl looked up at him in a daze, and Ao Luyi smiled at her: "Ella, good morning."

"Good morning, Mr. Louie."

Her voice was very immature, and she showed a sweet smile to Ao Luyi.

Ao Luyi sat beside her: "I'm here to say goodbye to you, little girl."

Ella pouted in frustration: "Oh, are you leaving?"

"Yes, we're leaving."

Ao Luyi smiled at her: "But I hope to give you a gift before I leave."

Ella asked curiously, "What gift?"

Ao Luyi touched her head: "I want to give Ella a wish, what wish do you want to make?"

Ella's eyes widened suddenly: "A wish? Can anything come true?"

She said without hesitation: "Then I hope my mother can come back."

"Oh sorry, I'm afraid this won't work."

He said regretfully, Ella's face collapsed in disappointment.

The little girl's gaze dropped to the story book on her lap.

A gust of wind blew, the pages of the book flipped and stopped on a certain page.

This is the story of Jack and the Beanstalk. In the illustration, a brightly colored bean vine grows straight into the sky, and the house and forest on the ground are small.

"Mr. Louis, did my mother go to heaven?"

Ella asked suddenly.

Ao Luyi said gently: "Yes, she is watching you from the sky."

"Great! Then I want a tall, big tree!" Ella's eyes sparkled with excitement: "I can climb it, maybe I can see my mother!"

"Are you sure?"

Ao Luyi asked, and Ella nodded vigorously with certainty.

"It doesn't have to be very tall, I can plant this tree next to my mother so she can see it too."

Ella said happily.

Ao Luyi touched her head: "Come with me."

He carried Ella to Mrs. Ford's grave, and when he passed through the woods, a hazel branch caught Ella's collar lightly, and she stretched out her hand to break off the branch.

"I think this one will do, don't you?"

Ao Luyi smiled and nodded: "I completely agree."

He took the unremarkable branch and squatted down in front of Ella.

A brilliant light flashed on his fingers, like a rainbow from the sky falling on his hands, illuminating Ella's eyes.

She wowed in surprise: "They all said you are a kind wizard! You really are!"

Ella said that they were actually the maids of the Ford family. Obviously, during the past few months, Ao Luyi did not deliberately cover up, and Mrs. Ford was not tortured like other patients and lost her dignity and human appearance. .

People naturally think of some magical powers, combined with the fact that Ao Luyi rescued Mr. Ford's caravan when he appeared, he becomes even more mysterious.

Ao Luyi smiled and said, "Wizard? No, I can tell you quietly that I am actually a dragon."

Ella exclaimed in amazement: "Oh! It's amazing!! I thought dragons would kidnap princesses or rob treasures..."

Ao Luyi said solemnly: "I'm not like that, I hope you can change your wrong impression, miss."

But think about it, there may be other evil dragons in the world, so he added: "I am the good kind of dragon, not the same as those evil dragons."

Ella smiled and nodded: "I see, you are the very best kind of dragon!"

Ao Luyi smiled: "That's right."

He looked at the hazel branch in his hand and took a deep breath: "So are you ready?"

Ella nodded vigorously.

Ao Luyi inserted the hazel branch into the soil, and the iridescence in his hands spread out like mist to envelop it.

Suddenly a gentle wind blew around, and the woods rustled.

"This tree will listen to your wishes, and when you remain kind and upright and pray to it sincerely, it will help you not to worry about bad luck."

The branch suddenly grew up in the light, it sent out green branches, and it grew rapidly, and the root system extended in the soil.

"It won't give you riches, it won't keep you young, but when it hears your prayers, you'll be blessed—"

Ao Luyi peeled off some bright spots of light and flew towards the hazel tree, every leaf and every vein of it shone with faint light.

A canopy of green trees spread over their heads, casting a shade of shade.

The wind blew, and the leaves rustled.

"Ella, I hope you will be firm and kind, just like your parents expected, life stretches like a river, shines like a rainbow, and you will always be happy and happy."

Ella closed her eyes, feeling a warm and gentle force gently caressing the top of her head.

She is too familiar, this is Mrs. Ford.

Little Ella closed her eyes and said her first prayer: "Mom, I will be as happy as you said."

Ao Luyi and Alman finally got into the carriage to leave.

The strong horse ran forward briskly at a flying pace. Arman looked back and saw that Mr. Ford was standing at the gate of the manor with Ella in his arms, waving at them from afar.

They were about to leave Conte, Arman looked at them with a slight reluctance in his heart.

Ao Luyi looked at him: "Do you feel sad?"

Alman said honestly: "A little bit."

Ao Luyi smiled: "This is the normal state of human beings. People will get together, but they will all disperse in the end. There are various reasons, maybe because of life, maybe because of other things."

"Like Mrs. Ford left them? For death?"

Ao Luyi was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Arman didn't speak for a while.

"Louis, you will be separated from me one day, won't you?" he said suddenly.

Ao Luyi froze for a moment: "Probably... right."

Alman suddenly said stubbornly: "I don't want it, I will always follow you."

Ao Luyi suddenly laughed: "Do you think I won't die?"

"Then until death do us part."

Alman said firmly.

"...you're going to scare me, little one, you probably don't know how long my life is—"

Ao Luyi looked at the child in front of him helplessly, with a kind of tolerance and joking: "Of course, maybe I will die before you, after all, you are younger."

The author has something to say: the third prince is the godfather of the gods hahahahaha