It's not good to be a priest of heaven

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. This person is not stupid, the layout of the chessboard is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and he always plays steadily in the face of his attacks. It seems that he is not a nerd, this person is available.Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "If you beat me, don't I have nothing to test?"

Si Nan stared at him for a while, then answered with lowered eyes, "Okay."

After the words fell, he made a decisive move on the chessboard, changed from defense to offense, raided, encircled and suppressed, and collected the net without delay.

Yang Ling looked at the situation on the chessboard and rubbed the back of his head. He had played too much, and he couldn't even save him now.Forget it, since his goal has been achieved, he might as well lose every round. He leaned back, put his hands behind his back, and simply said: "I lost."

Simon said softly, "You're being careless."

Yang Ling stood up and took his arm. Sinan looked at him blankly, "What are you doing?"

Yang Ling said: "It's agreed to treat you to dinner. I booked a banquet at Yuehua Building, the food there is excellent, I'll take you to try it."

Before Sinan could say "No", he was dragged into the carriage by him.

In the carriage, Si Nan sat in a well-behaved manner, neither actively speaking nor doing other superfluous things, the whole person was quiet and well-behaved.

Yang Ling looked at him curiously, "Why are you so reserved?"

Simon: "..."

Yang Ling: "Are you afraid of me?"

Si Nan turned his head slightly and said in a low voice, "No."

Yang Ling looked at him with great interest, "I don't think so." After he finished speaking, he stopped talking. After all, they had just met, and it would not be worth the loss if they scared this talented person away.

The carriage was walking slowly on the road, Yang Ling pretended to look out of the window, and looked at the person next to him from the corner of his eye from time to time, but saw that this person kept his head down, obviously sitting there quietly but clenched his hands as if fidgeting .

The Yuehua Building was brightly lit, and the seats were full of guests. There was also a platform set up on the round platform in the middle, on which there were beauties playing the piano and dancing, which was very pleasing to the eye.As the largest restaurant in the capital, Yuehualou is visited by big figures who are either rich or expensive.

Yang Ling took Si Nan to the private seat on the second floor, from here he could see the various characters coming and going below.

Holding the wine, Yang Ling looked at the beauties downstairs with fluttering sleeves with great interest.

Si Nan sat opposite him and stared at him without blinking, glanced at the graceful beauty, pursed his lips, and suddenly asked sullenly, "Does it look good?"

Yang Ling couldn't hear him, didn't know that he was talking to him, and was still admiring the beauty's graceful dance. After the dance was over, he still drank the wine in the glass with unsatisfactory intentions. When he turned his head again, he saw the person opposite him with a black face. The four characters "I'm not happy" were written all over his face.He picked up the wine jug and poured him a glass of wine in doubt, and asked, "What's wrong, sir? But the food is not to your liking?"

Si Nan said angrily: "No matter how delicious this meal is, it can't compare to the alluring beauty on that stage."

Yang Ling was taken aback for a moment, but then smiled with some enlightenment, "Mr., did you like the beauties on the stage? Which one? Or all of them? I can help you match up."

Sinan tightened his hands on his knees, moved his eyes away, and suppressed, "It has nothing to do with you."

Yang Ling was about to say a few more words, but saw a yellow-clothed young man downstairs from Yuehua pushing and shoving the girl who had just played the piano. The scene was very ugly.With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he put down the wine glass in his hand heavily, jumped down to the first floor, grabbed the salty pig's hand that was pulling the girl, and took off the hand of the boy in yellow with all his strength. up.

The young man in yellow wailed, looked at the unnaturally hanging arm, raised his head and yelled without seeing who it was, "Who the hell is so bold!! Do you know who I am!!"

Yang Ling's eyes were cold and he said: "Huang Shangshu's precious son has long admired his name."

Huang Youzhi saw who it was, and suddenly stammered, "Ninth, His Highness Ninth!!"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Your eyes are better now? Don't you think I'm being bold?"

Huang Youzhi held his dislocated arm and stumbled, "No, no, I didn't mean that. But, but His Highness can't hurt people for no reason!"

Yang Ling pursed his lips into a smile, but his eyes became colder, "Hurt someone for no reason? You put this robbing girl, do you think I'm blind? Or are you mocking me on purpose?!"

Hearing what he said, Huang Youzhi was so frightened that his legs kept trembling. This Ninth Prince hates people to say that he is disabled, and saying that he is disabled is equivalent to insulting the royal family. What good will there be if insulting the royal family?No, last time the person who dared to say that he was disabled was probably as tall as a person...

Huang Youzhi broke out in a cold sweat, swallowed his saliva and dared not say a word, his father is a good minister, but this is the prince, and he is also the son of the empress, although he was born with ear problems and was not very affected by the emperor. We'll see, but this Ninth Highness is not something he can afford to offend.

Yang Ling sneered, "If I see you acting like this again, the century-old tree at the gate of the city still lacks a pendant, and I'll send you to hang it and sway in the wind."

When Huang Youzhi heard this, he backed off and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the servant next to him helped him in time, so that he didn't get into a big embarrassment.

Yang Ling glanced at him and said coldly, "Get lost."

Huang Youzhi nodded again and again, and with the support of his servants, he left here fearfully.

The girl who was rescued just bowed to Yang Ling, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Yang Ling waved his hand and said, "It's a little effort, you're welcome."

After speaking, he was about to go upstairs again but saw Si Nan coming down the stairs.

Yang Ling hurried forward, "Let the gentleman read a joke. I've spoiled the fun today. I'll invite the gentleman again some other day."

Si Nan said flatly, "No need."

Yang Ling walked beside him and said, "I heard that Mister rejected the bedroom arranged for you by the emperor in the palace. Dare I ask where Mister lives now? I'll send Mister back."

Si Nan really didn't dare to have too much contact with him, so he only responded, "No need."

Yang Ling saw that he kept saying the same words of refusal. Although he didn't understand why he always treated him with an indifferent and alienated look when he clearly didn't hate him, he really wanted to befriend this person.So since he insisted on leaving by himself, Yang Ling followed him to see where he was going, first to find out where he lived, and then to deliver things or come to the door was just a matter of a word or a step.

Si Nan was walking in front, Yang Ling followed at a moderate distance, finally he pursed his lips, turned around, looked at the laid-back Ninth Highness with his hands behind his head, "Why are you following me? "

Yang Ling smiled rascally, "I didn't follow you, but I just happened to be on the same road."

Simon: "..."

He turned around and continued walking. Yang Ling raised his eyebrows looking at his back, and continued to follow.

He followed Sinan until he entered an inn. He pushed the door open and was about to close it, but Yang Ling stretched out his hand to prevent him from closing it.