The man in black quickly said, "I understand, I understand."
Frost Leaf said again: "Get up, kneeling is annoying."
"Also, there's no need to save that idiot Han Wen. He has no value to us and saving him would be a waste of resources."
Man in black: “Yes.”
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Palace.
Helan Yinsheng locked himself in the room again. Today he brought a pot of fine wine and a few signature side dishes from his restaurant.
These dishes were particularly popular in the East and West Buildings. He still remembered that he and Jin Suting had tried all the dishes in Zuixian Building before they came up with the menu.
These side dishes are also Jin Suting's favorites. Otherwise, how could he, a person without a sense of taste, win people's hearts with his recipes...
Helan Yinsheng sat in the small pavilion in the backyard of his room, leaning against the railing and toasting a small glass of wine to the moon.
Today is Helan Yinsheng's mother's birthday, but he can't seem to remember how many years have passed since his mother passed away.
But he remembered this day clearly. It was his birthday, but on this day he always felt particularly sad and vulnerable.
I don’t know if it’s because of the spiritual connection between mother and child, but maybe the mother was really in pain that day.
"Kuro."
Yu Qinglan came under the moonlight, holding two pots of wine in his hands.
Helan Yinsheng was already a little tipsy. Seeing Yu Qinglan, he smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"
Yu Qinglan placed the wine on the table in the small pavilion and said, "Didn't I always spend this day with you in previous years? Why don't you want me to accompany you today?"
Helan Yinsheng nodded blankly. Yes, only Yu Qinglan would remember his mother's birthday.
No one in the entire palace or the entire Funing City would remember it, except him, and only Yu Qinglan would help him remember it.
"You can't drink."
Helan Yinsheng also remembered that Yu Qinglan was a drunkard, although his own alcohol tolerance was not very good.
Yu Qinglan and Helan Yinsheng sat side by side, looking at the moon in the sky that had a missing part, and sighed softly, almost inaudibly.
She said, "Jiulang, do you still remember the first time we met when we were little?"
Helan Yinsheng burped; he had drunk too much.
"I was only three years old then, and you were eleven." Yu Qinglan couldn't help laughing as she recalled the past. "I remember you were always bullied by A Rui back then. You were quite silly back then, and I even protected you."
"As a result, I fell even harder."
Yu Qinglan turned her head to look at Helan Yinsheng. She was already holding the bottle of wine she brought with her and took a big gulp.
The spicy taste spread throughout my mouth, and there was also a bitter taste. The wine didn't taste good at all.
But it can make people drunk. Helan Yinsheng fell asleep against the pillar. Yu Qinglan's eyes were blurry, and she saw double images of people. After trying hard to see Helan Yinsheng clearly, she smiled foolishly and whispered: "Actually, I can protect you now. Now that I'm grown up, I'm not afraid of falling."
Then she hugged the pillar and closed her eyes in a daze.
When Helan Yinsheng woke up the next day, he had a splitting headache. He was drunk after drinking only one pot of wine last night.
The morning wind was cool, and he shivered, only to find that there was someone next to him.
Helan Yinsheng leaned closer to look at Yu Qinglan. She was hugging the pillar with a little saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.
He thought it was funny and reached out to help her wipe her saliva, but a breeze blew over.
Yu Qinglan slowly opened her eyes and saw the enlarged version of Helan Yinsheng's hand in front of her. She was surprised: "What are you doing?"
Helan Yinsheng laughed at her: "You were drooling just now, let me wipe it off for you."
Before Yu Qinglan's face could even turn red, the atmosphere was ruined by Helan Yinsheng, "Oh, so that's it."
Although it was ridiculous that she was expecting something, expectations rarely became reality.
Helan Yinsheng stretched and said, "We were out all night last night. Remember to take a hot bath when you get home. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Yu Qinglan nodded obediently: "Yes."
Helan Ruizhe said, "Let me take you back, otherwise Master Yu will be worried."
It's still very early and the roosters haven't crowed yet.
What Yu Qinglan was thinking was, my grandfather will only worry if you send me back!
But everyone in the Yu family knew that the eldest daughter was familiar with the Ninth Prince, and the Ninth Prince only treated the eldest daughter as his own sister.
So Yu Qinglan stayed with Helan Yinsheng for many years under the name of "sister", and drove away many women who loved him.
Those people always say that you are not as good as their sister, how can they look down on you, so just forget it!
If there were always a few ignorant people who proposed to Helan Yinsheng, Yu Qinglan would secretly ruin these marriages.
Although she knew that she would never be his wife, she still didn't want to see anyone else become his wife.
So I have always called him "Jiulang" instead of "brother".
Yu Qinglan sat in the carriage, recalling what happened yesterday after he got drunk.
In fact, after she got drunk, she didn't fall asleep immediately, but just leaned against the pillar for a while.
When the cold wind woke her up, she was already sober.
I found out that the two of them actually fell asleep in a small pavilion. It was quite unexpected.
Yu Qinglan was sitting next to Helan Yinsheng, very close to him, so close that he could clearly see the cute hairs on his face. If he got even closer, he would definitely be able to count how many eyelashes he had.
She suddenly seemed to want to touch it. It must feel very good, maybe soft and gentle.
So she really reached out and touched it. The warm skin reflected on her cold fingertips, and she became addicted to the feeling of warmth.
It was so warm that she didn't want to leave, so she plucked up the courage to rub it. Helan Yinsheng might have felt itchy and frowned.
Yu Qinglan couldn't bear to see him frown, so she reached out and smoothed it out.
Such a good-looking boy shouldn't frown.
"Qinglan, are you hungry?"
Helan Yinsheng rode his horse side by side with Yu Qinglan's carriage. There was a bun shop in front, which was said to be delicious.
Yu Qinglan was not hungry, but if Helan Yinsheng bought it for her, then she would be hungry.
"Um."
Helan Yinsheng turned his horse around and said to the people in the carriage, "Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
So the carriage stopped. In the sparsely populated morning, the ground was still a little wet. Perhaps it had rained last night, but they didn't feel it.
Some people say that waiting is painful and long, just like her father waiting for her mother.
But she thought that waiting was actually sweet, just like now, waiting for him to buy her buns.
Maybe waiting looks different in everyone's eyes, it just depends on who is waiting.
Yu Qinglan once thought that if she had to wait for Helan Yinsheng for a lifetime, she could afford to wait.
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