It's not good to be a priest of heaven

Yang Ling was walking on the way out of the palace in a daze. It turned out... so the queen mother thought so... He was the one who dragged her down...

"Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Yang Qingwan patted him on the shoulder and shouted again, "Ninth Brother? What's wrong? It's like losing your soul."

Yang Qingwan was his half-sister, and she was the only one who treated him the kindest since he was a child. Yang Ling smiled, "It's okay."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qingwan suddenly hid behind him shyly. He looked up and saw Sinan walking towards them gracefully in a blue dress.

Yang Qingwan hid behind Yang Ling, clutching the handkerchief nervously, only daring to secretly raise her eyes to look at that person.

Si Nan walked up to him, with a soft light in his eyes, "Are you waiting for me?"

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said with a smile: "Is there any important thing for the emperor to ask you to enter the palace?" For example, let him vote for another master...

Si Nan keenly noticed the loneliness in his eyes, but still followed his words: "It's nothing."

Yang Ling looked at him thoughtfully, and asked again after probing, "Did Emperor Father not tell you anything?"

Si Nan looked at the lingering doubts on his face, the emperor had indeed talked to him, and asked him to consider accepting the olive branch of the eldest prince Yang Xun, but he flatly refused, the reason being that he only wanted to be a teacher, but there was no need for these He knew, so he chuckled lightly and said, "Why don't you believe it?"

The doting tone made Yang Ling startled, and the way Sinan looked at him in that dream last night loomed in his mind again...

What he didn't notice was that Sinan's inadvertent smile fell into Yang Qingwan's eyes, and directly threw a stone into the lake of her heart, causing ripples and circles.

Yang Ling came back to his senses, touched his neck uncomfortably, but accidentally touched the mark on his neck, "Hiss."

Si Nan's eyes fell on his neck, but his ears turned red, and he was actually shy, but fortunately, it was not so obvious because of the silver mask on his face.

Yang Ling bowed his head and said, "Since you're fine, I have to take a step ahead." After speaking, he hurried away without waiting for the two people behind him.

The smile on Si Nan's face slowly faded as he watched his receding back. He knew too well that his mood had changed. Even if he tried his best to hide the loneliness in his eyes, he couldn't deceive him, "What just happened in the palace what?"

When Yang Qingwan heard what he said, she lowered her head in a panic, and said softly: "Looking at Brother Jiu just coming out from the direction of Kunning Palace, he must have gone to see his mother, so he must be in a low mood..."

Si Nan pondered: "Isn't the queen his biological mother?"

Yang Qingwan rubbed the handkerchief in her hand, and said hesitantly, "This...because brother Jiu has ear problems, so..."

It turns out...Sinan nodded slightly, and started to chase after that person.

Seeing him take a step forward, Yang Qingwan bit her lip and mustered up the courage to follow, "Are you going to find Brother Nine? I know where he is."

Hearing this, Si Nan glanced at her, only nodded, and didn't say a word.

When they arrived at Yuehua Building, Yang Qingwan took Sinan to the innermost compartment of Yuehua Building with ease, and when he opened the door, Yang Ling was indeed inside.

I saw him ordering a large table of dishes, but he didn't eat a single mouthful. He just kept drinking the wine, one pot after another, until his face was flushed with blush.Si Nan walked over to hold down the wine he was about to carry from the jug, and said in a deep voice, "Don't drink it."

Yang Ling brushed his hand away, hiccupped, and said in a daze, "Which onion are you? Take care of me too. They don't care about me, what do you care about me?"

Si Nan took the jug from him forcefully, "You're drunk, stop drinking."

Yang Ling looked up at this person in a daze, but smiled silly, "Little boy, if you take one bottle away, I won't order another one~" He waved his hand and called out , "Little Er, bring me some wine."

Si Nan looked at him with a frown, pressed his hands down, and said softly, "I'll take you back."

Yang Ling withdrew his hand, subconsciously looked at his opening and closing lips, then tilted his head and smiled stupidly: "I won't go back~"

Yang Qingwan shook Yang Ling's arm, "Ninth Brother, you're drunk, we'll take you back."

Yang Ling turned his head and looked at Yang Qingwan, "Sister~ What does my sister want my brother to do? Did someone bully you?! Tell my brother, I will beat him to the ground and vent my anger on you!"

Yang Qingwan secretly glanced at Si Nan at the side, and said to Yang Ling, "Ninth brother, you are talking nonsense."

Yang Ling said: "No, I'm sober, I can still walk in a straight line. If you don't believe me, look." Then he stood up, staggered, and was about to walk forward.It was Si Nan who reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, let him lean into his arms, and said to Yang Qingwan, "I'll take him back first."

Yang Qingwan was stunned when she saw this scene, and when she realized it, she hurriedly chased him out. It was still raining today.

Si Nan originally wanted to find a corner where no one would see and cast a spell directly back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, but when Yang Qingwan chased him, he had no choice but to give up.

Yang Qingwan held an umbrella in her hand and said, "You support Brother Jiu, and I'll hold an umbrella for you."

Si Nan asked, "Do you still have an umbrella?"

Yang Qingwan said in a daze, "Yes, yes." As she spoke, she went to the waiter in the shop to get another oil-paper umbrella.

Si Nan took the oil-paper umbrella, opened it, and protected Yang Ling in his arms, and said, "I'll just take him back." After saying that, he supported Yang Ling and walked out the door.

In the rain, Yang Qingwan stared at their backs, unconsciously clenched the handle of the umbrella, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

The rain splashed on the ground and wet the clothes hems of the two who were close to each other in the rain. Sinan tilted the whole umbrella towards Yang Ling and protected him in his arms, but half of his shoulders were completely wet by the rain.He hugged him and walked towards the Ninth Prince's Mansion step by step, but the drunk man was restless, asking over and over again on his neck, "Who are you? Whatever I do..."

Even though he knew he couldn't hear him, Si Nan replied softly, "Don't care who I am, but I will always take care of you and guard you."

Walking in the rain all the way, Sinan didn't feel the rain was heavy while hugging this person, he just felt that the road was too short...

Back at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Sinan held a change of clothes in his hand and looked at Yang Ling who was crooked beside the bed but didn't know what to do, "You...change your clothes before going to sleep."

Yang Ling leaned against the bedpost and muttered, "No change..."

"Your clothes are dirty, you will feel more comfortable sleeping in clean clothes."

"No change..."

"Change!"

"Can you change it for me?"

Hearing this, Sinan suddenly clenched the white coat in his hand, his eyes cast down his confused face, Ruyu's face was blushing, and he walked over stiffly, "...I'll change it for you..." said Wan also looked around guiltily, making sure that the doors and windows were closed tightly, and then went to undo his girdle with trembling hands...

girdle...

Black and gold coat...

Underwear...

Only one coat left...

His hands were shaking uncontrollably, and his breathing became much faster, but it was just a change of clothes...