The Great High Priest's tone was very gentle, but Gu Shengyin felt a bad premonition rising in her heart.
"Linyin, you're drunk." He repeated the sentence once again.
Gu Shengyin felt she had completely let herself go: "Teacher, you actually know whether I'm telling the truth or just drunken words, don't you?"
The Great High Priest was silent for a moment, then waved his sleeve.
Gu Shengyin only felt darkness before her eyes as she fell into a familiar embrace.
The Great High Priest looked at the little disciple lying in the crook of his arm and sighed silently.
He extended a finger and lightly tapped the center of Gu Shengyin's brow.
Some things are better forgotten.
In her sleep, Gu Shengyin frowned slightly in discomfort, instinctively snuggling deeper into the familiar warm embrace.
The Great High Priest carried her back to the room, carefully covered her with the quilt, then returned to the Observatory Platform.
