Seeing her like this, Yinglin felt even more guilty. But she didn't know what to do. Then, exhausted, she went upstairs.
The next day, when Yinglin came downstairs, she saw Bingtong already sitting at her seat eating breakfast. However, because Bingtong's right arm was injured, it hurt when she raised it.Seeing this, Yinglin immediately went to Bingtong's side and snatched the utensils from her hands. Bingtong was startled by Yinglin's action, and then she asked, "Ying'er, what are you doing?" "Nothing, your hand is injured, let me feed you!" Yinglin smiled slightly at Bingtong, and perhaps because of this smile, Bingtong didn't refuse. Yinglin
picked up the bowl of soup on the table, took a spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and then held it to Bingtong's lips. Seeing this, the maids standing on either side of Bingtong were about to say something, but were stopped by a look from Bingtong.
Bingtong slightly opened her mouth and drank the spoonful of soup that Yinglin offered. This spoonful of soup contained so much emotion. Bing Tong didn't want to refuse. The two of them continued like this, one carefully feeding her, the other carefully drinking. The surroundings were so quiet, except for the soft sounds Bing Tong made as she drank.
Soon, Bing Tong finished the entire bowl of soup. Ying Lin put down the spoon, walked to Bing Tong's side, and said, "Bing'er, let's go to school!" She reached out to help Bing Tong, but Bing Tong looked at her and said, "You haven't eaten yet!" "No need, I'm not hungry," Ying Lin said with a smile, then walked to her side and gently helped her up.
Seeing her like this, Bing Tong couldn't help but worry, but she still let Ying Lin help her to the car. Then she watched Ying Lin get into the driver's seat, start the car, and drive towards the school.
Because Bing Tong's arm was injured, Ying Lin drove very slowly to avoid injuring her again. Looking at Ying Lin's earnest expression, Bing Tong couldn't help but feel helpless; perhaps she wasn't that fragile after all!
Although the car was driven very slowly, they eventually arrived at the school. Upon arriving at the school, they saw a large group of infatuated girls and boys standing at the gate. Yinglin drove to the school gate, parked, and got out. She walked to the other side and opened the car door for Bingtong, gently helping her out as before.
Just as they got out, they heard the screech of brakes from several other cars. Everyone looked over, but Bingtong stood quietly, her eyes fixed ahead. It was obvious they had returned. Sure enough, as soon as they got out of the car, people around them shouted, "Prince Yun, Prince Yu, Prince Yu, Prince Yi, I missed you all so much!" "Princess Xi'er, Princess Xuan, you're finally back!" (Author: Sigh! The same lines every day, aren't you tired?)
After getting out of the car, Youyun and the others immediately saw Yinglin, but the person next to her was... ................................................................................
Yuyun walked up to Yinglin first and said to her, "Ying'er, I'm back." "Welcome back," Yinglin said with a smile. Perhaps infected by her smile, Yuyun also smiled. Then he looked at Yinglin and asked, "Ying'er, who is this?" Because Bingtong had her back to them, Yuyun asked this question.
Hearing Yuyun's words, Bingtong turned around. Yuyun was slightly surprised when he saw her, but quickly recovered. He looked at Bingtong and said, "Bing'er, it's you! But why aren't you wearing a hat?" "I'll tell you about that later, let's go to the classroom!" Yinglin said to Yuyun before Bingtong could speak. "Okay! Ying'er, let's go!" Yuyun said and took Yinglin's hand.
Yinglin smiled at Youyun, then looked at Bingtong and said, "Bing'er, let's go into the classroom!" She took Bingtong's hand, but Bingtong seemed unwilling, shaking off Yinglin's hand and walking away alone. Yinglin watched Bingtong's
departing figure, her eyes filled with sadness again. Youyun happened to see this and looked down at Yinglin, asking, "Ying'er, what's wrong?" "Oh, nothing. Let's go to the classroom!" Hearing Youyun's words, Yinglin quickly composed herself and smiled at him.