Yun Niang felt like she had been pardoned, gave a few instructions, then turned and left.

Halfway through, he turned back and reminded: "Drink so much, I will go back to bed later, so don't leave the door by mistake."

Yang Lin looked at her with evil intentions and said: "My son, your father should go to any door you choose. You should talk less and live in pain."

Yun Niang rolled her eyes at him, fearing that these crazy words would be heard from inside, she turned around and ran away in a hurry.

Yang Lin entered the room, and everyone looked over. Yang Tong smiled and said: "Lin'er, don't be ridiculous. We are used to running around outside. Living in such an exquisite place makes us feel uncomfortable. Back then, we were alone. Fortunately, when brothers get together, it will inevitably be more difficult."

Yang Lin found a relatively clean chair, took off the chicken bones on it, and didn't care whether it was oily or not. After sitting down, he said: "What did you say, dad? Come, I'll toast some uncles with a glass of wine."

"Haha, Lin'er has grown up." Lu Taixuan pushed the wine glass in front of him, replaced it with a jar, and said, "This is the only way to drink."

Yang Lin also smiled and stood up to pour a big bowl for these wealthy people one by one. They may be very different from Yang Lin's current status.

But one cannot forget his roots. He is his father's brother in life and death, who also gave him the initial help.

Yang Tong, with his chest open, watched his son mingling with each other, shouting and drinking, and mingling with his brothers without any pretense, and seemed to blend in, and he smiled unconsciously.

"If you give birth to a child like this, what else can you ask for?"——

Yang Lin, who had been drinking a lot at Emperor Rouhui's place, came out drunk, holding a lantern in his hand and feeling a little swaying as he looked at everything.

It was getting late at this time, and most of the lights in the courtyards were extinguished, with only a few lanterns still swaying in the corridors.

Yang Lin couldn't tell whose room it belonged to, so he thought it was his concubine, so he opened a room and went in.

He shook his head three times, smelling of alcohol, and holding a small lantern.

After entering the room, Yang Lin went straight to the bedside and smelled a faint fragrance.

Yang Tianai had just fallen asleep when he heard a noise and took out a short blade from under the pillow and held it in his hand.

After seeing the person clearly, he quickly put it away, feeling like a deer stumbling around in his heart.

He called out "godfather" in a low voice, but before he could get a reply, he heard a slight snore.

Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt deeply disappointed.

A tall girl with a tall figure, beautiful eyebrows and a temperament like a white cloud sat on the bedside, holding her chin in her hands and moving slightly on her toes from time to time.

Through the faint moonlight, looking at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, Yang Tianai's two red clouds covered her cheeks, and a sweet smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

It was extremely quiet at night, so quiet that you could even hear your heartbeat.
Chapter completed!