The prince was hesitating to ignore the ugly purple color and invite the beautiful girl, when the palace door suddenly opened with a loud bang.

The light blue fluffy dress seems to be smudged by the clear sky, the snow-white skin is crystal clear like a fine pearl, the golden hair is simply pulled up and coiled behind her head, and she wears a plain mask on her face, which makes her whole person mysteriously reveal a gentle temperament, like a real princess and an angel.

The prince couldn't help but let out a low cry in amazement, and subconsciously walked towards the girl who was as pure as an angel, he preferred this kind of girl who matched his aesthetics and tastes to the uncomfortable hesitant Purple.

"Beautiful girl."

He held out his hand to her, "Excuse me, can I invite you to the first dance of tonight's ball?" ”

The girl in the blue dress seemed to be stunned for a moment, raised a smile, and gave a very graceful salute and put her hand on his palm: "My honor, Your Royal Highness." ”

The handsome boy took the hand of the beautiful girl and slowly stepped onto the dance floor and danced.

The beautiful waltz sounded melodiously, and the bright lights shone on them to cast a different brilliance.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng disappeared into the crowd, and the hearts that had been hanging on the two people who were dancing finally fell back into their stomachs.

"Sure enough, it still follows the trajectory of a fairy tale." Xia Lingge listened to the onlookers whispering about the compatibility or jealousy of the two of them, and then picked up a plate of mango pudding on the table, and said softly.

"Hmm."

Si Cheng replied casually.

Xia Lingge dug the porcelain spoon of the pudding, turned to Si Cheng and said inexplicably: "What's wrong?" ”

How she felt that he was a little sullen.

"Nothing."

Si Cheng looked at the two people on the dance floor, especially the prince, he could clearly feel the prince's interest in Xia Lingge in a flash, if Cinderella didn't show up in time, maybe the prince would invite Xia Lingge to dance the first dance.

Why does he always look at the senior sister surrounded by one person after another, but he can't do anything about it?

Should he do more......

The music in the dance hall gradually came to a climax.

Si Cheng seemed to have made up his mind, and stretched out his hand to Xia Lingge beside him: "Learn ...... Sister, can I invite you to a dance? ”

"Uh-huh???"

Xia Lingge swallowed the mango pudding in his mouth: "What? Dance? ”

Si Cheng was a little nervous in his heart for a moment, but he still smiled and stretched out his hand to her: "Yes, sister...... Don't want to? ”

Xia Lingge shook his head: "No." I don't know how to dance, I'm afraid of exposing any flaws. ”

Si Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand stretched out in front of her still showed no sign of retracting, "It's okay, we can find a place with fewer people, sister...... Okay, dance with me. ”

In the end, he even had a bit of a cute and coquettish meaning.

Xia Lingge has always eaten soft rather than hard, and he couldn't say anything when he refused to be so soft and hard, "That's ...... Well, where to go? ”

Si Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but rejoice, he tried to suppress the excitement in his heart and wanted to show a polite gentleman, but when Xia Lingge's hand gently put it in his palm, the honey-like happiness unconsciously climbed up his eyebrows and eyes.

Carrying Lady Fuss on their backs, they reached the rooftop of the castle.

There were no lights and crowds of onlookers applauding, but there were bright stars and breezy grass and trees surrounding them.

The waltz music came to their ears from far away, and Si Cheng bent down and stretched out his hand to Xia Lingge to make an invitation, and Xia Lingge took his palm and held it tightly.

As the music rises and falls, so does their pace, but ...... It's that simple.

You step on me, I'll pull you.

Dancing crookedly, it was like a disaster.

But even so, the pleasure in their brows never faded.

The gentle wind surrounded them and made a cheerful noise, and the light of the stars covered them with a hazy and dreamy veil, and the reflections on the ground left and coincided with each other, and when the last note fell, they also stopped and looked at each other.

"Senpai......"

Si Cheng's eyes were full of the shadow of the girl in his arms, and he couldn't hold the rest of the things anymore, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, wanting to get close to her, and get closer to her...... Let her eyes only see herself, so that her breath can only collide with herself.

His gaze unconsciously fell on the softness of the cherry pink, seducing him like a peach, and he cried out in his heart to taste the sweet smell.

"Si Cheng, you ......"

Xia Lingge looked at the boy in front of him who was breathing heavily, his expression was complicated, and he wanted to speak a little.

Are you going to be discovered......

Si Cheng was nervous and a little happy at the same time, if Xia Lingge could feel his emotions, it meant that she had his place in her heart, after all, the senior sister was so slow to deal with feelings, and then what about it......

Will you reject him, or will you ......

Anxiety, restlessness, and tangle filled his heart, and he desperately wanted an answer, but he was afraid that it would push him to the bottom of no return.

But what if?

What if......

Just when Si Cheng was about to lose the torment that waiting brought him, Xia Lingge muttered and finally spoke again: "Si Cheng, you ...... You seem to have gray hair. ”

Si Cheng: "......?" ”

Si Cheng: "??? ”

Si Cheng: "???!! ”

Only...... This? Piece?

Xia Lingge didn't notice Si Cheng's somewhat twitching facial expression, stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of hair, picked out the hidden white hair inside and pulled it out, and the white hair was pinched at his fingertips: "Oh, I didn't lie to you, you actually have gray hair at a young age, no...... What's your expression? ”

Si Cheng's desire to speak was too obvious, Xia Lingge was puzzled, but he only saw him open his mouth, and then sighed helplessly: "It's nothing ......"

Xia Lingge said 'oh', she pulled away the hand that Si Cheng put on her waist, straightened the hem of her skirt, and then said, "The dance should be almost over, let's go back to ......"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Si Cheng followed her eyes and saw a blonde girl in a light blue dress running out quickly with her skirt up, but instead of leaving in a pumpkin carriage like in a fairy tale, she escaped everyone and slipped to the back of the garden to climb the fence and jump out.

No one found her, not even the most brilliant knights.

Probably, this is the heroine's buff.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng, who were watching all the processes of Cinderella, silently glanced at each other, "......"

Speechless.

"Lias, Verenne."

Lady Fuss's call came over, and she frowned at them with a gilded black feather fan, "Oh, my God." What are you doing here? The prom is over. ”