Not to mention that the identities and backgrounds of these two people are very different, but they are very different. Just the personalities of the two people are one in the south of the world and the other in the north, okay?

The dean looked at the two of them, his face and expression changed.

"Let's go, Master will take you to celebrate." The old drunkard walked away and ignored the crowd completely, including the dean.

Ye Xiyue pursed her lips and laughed, and walked away.

Suddenly, she stopped and looked at Han Yu and Li Zhengyu next to her.

When the two stood together, Ye Xiyue only thought of four words: collusion.

Han Yu received Ye Xiyue's gaze and went up to him indifferently.

Ye Xiyue walked towards her with a smile, and Han Yu suddenly wanted to retreat. After seeing so many people, she stood still.

"Ninth Prince, what are you going to do?"

“Free movement.”

Everyone: "..."

"By the way, before leaving, I will tell you, I take what happened today to me. Well, the feeling that your approach gives me is very good."

Leaving a word, Ye Xiyue looked at Han Yu deeply, turned around and left with a smile.

Chen Xuan sighed in his heart, "It's over, the goal is confirmed, and someone is going to suffer."

Han Yu, Li Zhengyu, you two, please be blessed.

After following Ye Xiyue for so long, how could he not know that the quieter Ye Xiyue means that she becomes more angry.

It is not scary for a woman to be angry, what is scary is Ye Xiyue’s anger.

Today, Han Yu and Li Zhengyu plotted against the old drunkard and angered Ye Xiyue. How could they have a good life?

Han Yu frowned, what does the ninth prince mean?

Li Zhengyu's head is not as good as Han Yu, and Han Yu can't guess it. Naturally, Li Zhengyu, a fool, can't guess it either.

I just thought that Ye Xiyue was talking nonsense while she was idle.

The dean didn't care about the undercurrents between them, "Old drunkard!"

The old drunkard stood in the hall of the meeting, turned his head, with a drunken smile on his face, "Dean, the disciple has been taken away, and I have not violated the regulations. If you insist on entangling, I think you have violated the regulations."

"You!" He watched the old drunkard leave, but he was helpless.

His deep eyes slowly narrowed, almost, just a little bit, the old drunkard was about to leave the academy.

But at this time, the ninth prince emerged.

Yuebai...

His five fingers hidden in his sleeve clenched into fists.

What was brewing in my eyes was a depressing cold.

...

...

night.

The bright moon in the sky.

Ye Xiyue, Chen Xuan, Xue Wushang and the old drunkard left the academy and found a tavern. Four people sat cross-legged and started drinking wine.

Although Ye Xiyue is a woman, she is more bold than some men. She is not much inferior to alcohol when drinking.

This made the old drunkard exclaim.

Because of the injury, the old alcoholic still signaled the three of them not to drink too much.

As for him, he will die if he leaves alcohol, so the exception is.

Ye Xiyue watched the old drunkard drinking constantly, drinking constantly, and shook her head slightly. Some people are happy without drinking, and the old drunkard is such a person.

She was curious about the reason why the old drunkard had to stay at the Royal Academy.

I'm even more curious, who could tie such a chic old drunkard to the Royal Academy and be willing to stay.

"Second Master."

The old alcoholic had just drunk the wine in his mouth and immediately spit out, "What are you calling me?"

"Second Master."

"Why... Er?" the old drunkard pondered for a moment, "I'm not Er, right?"
Chapter completed!