It's not good to be a priest of heaven

When the feather arrow hit, Yang Ling resolutely turned around and jumped off the cliff. Fortunately, there was a thick branch growing out of the middle of the cliff. Yang Ling held on to the branch with all the strength left in his body.

But the killers on the cliff obviously refused to let him go. They stared at him on the cliff, and then bent their bows and arrows. The mission they received was to make His Royal Highness Jiu never go back, so I'm sorry, Jiu Your Highness.

When they were about to release the arrow, Yang Ling gritted his teeth, let go of the branch in his hand, and fell completely into the cliff.

"What are you doing!!!"

It turned out that other people hunting in the forest arrived!

Seeing this, the killer didn't have time to get down to the bottom of the cliff to get the head of His Highness Ninth Prince, and hurriedly hid in the dense forest and began to flee in all directions.

There were also many generals participating in the hunting conference this time, and a group of people were assigned to chase those killers.

"This is the jade pendant of His Royal Highness Nine!!"

"Quickly, go and inform His Majesty!"

"You guys, come down to the bottom of the cliff with me to find His Highness the Ninth Prince, hurry up!!"

The group of people on the top of the cliff quickly divided into three groups.

Si Nan followed the group of people to the bottom of the cliff in a hurry.He thought that since he couldn't stop what was happening, at least he could ask others to help him to suffer less, so the moment Yang Ling and him passed by in the forest, he tried to lead others to the cliff On the other side, as long as these people reach the edge of the cliff, he will definitely be saved!

However, it was still a step too late...

He desperately followed the crowd to search at the bottom of the cliff. The sky was getting dark, and the bottom of the cliff was lit with dots of torches. They searched all night, and finally found Yang Ling, who was severely comatose, beside a boulder at dawn.

His head was smashed against the stone, dripping with blood, and a long gash was cut on his leg by the sharp stone at the bottom of the cliff. His breathing was weak, and he was already dying...

Si Nan stood on the spot with a pale face and watched the people in front of him hurriedly lift up the seriously injured Yang Ling, and ran to the top of the cliff while shouting, the whole world went blank...

The hunting conference was forced to be suspended because the prince was attacked. The emperor lost his temper and ordered a thorough investigation.

The queen shed tears for the first time when she saw her son who didn't know whether he was alive or dead...

Three days later, in the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

The queen stayed by Yang Ling's bed until his high fever subsided before she was persuaded by Nanny Sun to go to rest.

For the past three days, Sinan had been hiding in the house. Now, taking advantage of the fact that there was only Nanny Sun in the room, he cast a spell on her to make her fall asleep temporarily, and then appeared and came to his bed.

The face of the person on the bed was so pale that it was almost transparent, his head was wrapped in thick bandages, his legs were also wrapped in layers of bandages, and he had multiple abrasions from falling off the cliff. Major injuries and minor injuries made him unconscious so far. A sign of waking up.

Si Nan knelt by the side of his bed, holding his hand very carefully, for fear of touching any of his wounds, resting his forehead on his hand, feeling so sad...

After Yang Ling was in a coma for half a month, he finally woke up.

The queen came over to see him several times, as if she was a new mother, she arranged everything carefully, was considerate to her frail son, asked about his health, and cared for him in every possible way.

At that time, Yang Ling didn't know about his injury, so everyone deliberately kept it from him and didn't mention it at all.

Si Nan was sitting by the bed, cooling the medicine for him to drink, and only now could he steal a little time and space from the queen to take care of him himself.

Being served as a disabled person who can't take care of himself, Yang Ling felt a deep sense of powerlessness, so he reached out to grab the medicine bowl in his hand, "I can do it myself."

Si Nan's eyes darkened, and he looked at him silently.Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat at the moment, whenever Si Nan showed this look, Yang Ling knew that this person must be angry again, so he could only surrender every time.The last time this person got mad at him for two months for some reason, he didn't want to let him hang out for another two months this time, he can't go anywhere now, if there is really no one who can drink with his bosom friend and drink less He, he was afraid he would suffocate to death.

Under Si Nan's death gaze, Yang Ling obediently finished his medicine.

The afternoon sun was warm and warm. He looked at Si Nan who was packing the medicine bowls on the table. His heart moved and he suddenly said, "Si Nan, if you were a woman, I would definitely have three matchmakers and six hires, eight big sedan chairs, and ten miles of red makeup." Take you as my concubine."

"Bang!"

The medicine bowl fell on the table with a crisp sound.

Si Nan put one hand on the table vacantly, and rubbed the table back and forth in panic with the other hand, and said with trembling eyes, "Don't you... have someone you like..."

Yang Ling looked at his back and asked, "Have you spoken? Don't turn your back on me."

After being silent for a while, Si Nan turned around anxiously, looked at him with reddish eyes, and asked again, "Don't you... have someone you like..."

Yang Ling was taken aback, but said, "Who told you?"

Simon: "..."

Simon: "..."

He was silent for a long while before he said a word, "...you."

Yang Ling was even more confused, "Me? When?"

Si Nan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said awkwardly, "When you're drunk."

Yang Ling recalled it carefully. Since he and him have known each other for so long, there was only one experience of being drunk. He sighed, "You can believe the nonsense of being drunk."

Although he heard what he said, Si Nan still said sullenly: "Bai Rou... Didn't you confess your love to her..."

"Ah?" Yang Ling couldn't laugh or cry, "Who told you this?"

Simon: "You still meet her alone..."

Ever since he knew that he liked Bai Rou, Si Nan secretly compared the difference between himself and her. In terms of appearance, it was the first time he boasted that he did have a good face that looked like Pan An's, but in other respects, Bai Rou was gentle and gracious. He is polite, but he is unsmiling, he can kill a full-grown tiger with one punch, and if he uses spells, he can beat all the opponents in the Nine Heavens, and he has nothing to do with the word "gentle"...

Yang Ling saw him standing aside with a dark face, but smiled and said: "When I was young, Sister Bai Rou was very kind to me, man, she was always used to being close to those who spoke softly to me, and when I was young and frivolous, At one time, I thought this was liking, so I thought about marrying her, so that she would always be nice to me. But then I found out that she is nice to everyone, and being nice to me is not a special kind..." Speaking of this He said awkwardly: "She also rejected that confession. She said that she always treated me as a younger brother, and she had no other thoughts. As for the last meeting..."

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "I actually know what she wants to say to me. Every time she comes to me, she asks me to get along with Yang Xun, but Yang Xun doesn't like me staying with her. See, there will inevitably be quarrels between them, so last time I answered a few words in a hurry and went back to find you. By the way, where did you go last time? I searched around but couldn't find you. "

After listening to him with his own ears, the suffocation that Sinan had accumulated over the past few days finally dissipated, but when he mentioned the last time he was angry and avoided seeing him, he felt a little guilty, "I, I..." I was stunned for a long time Didn't make up an excuse.

Seeing him in this state, Yang Ling said helplessly: "Hesitating, stammering, okay, don't talk about it. I remember that it will be Qixi Qiqiao Festival in a few days, so I will take you out for a walk." After finishing speaking, he felt No, changed his words: "I have to trouble you to take me out for a walk, okay?"

Si Nan sat down beside his bed, and naturally reached out to caress his face, seeing that he finally smiled brightly, "Okay~"

Yang Ling was embarrassed by his sudden intimacy, turned his face to the side, but there was a burst of heat on his pale face, which looked rosy...