บท 648: I'm Here to Bring Little Ninth to the Palace

"Little Ninth!"

It wasn't easy for Beiting Jing, who was waiting outside the door, to see his sister. As soon as they met, before they could hug, his sister was about to have intimate contact with the ground. He couldn't help but panic. The academy had especially tightened the guards because of the big day in the capital, but he ignored the angry glares of the two Heaven Ranks at the door and rushed into the academy.

Beiting Huang had only fallen a little, but she was already in Beiting Jing's arms. Like a little girl, she lay in his arms in a princess hug. Beiting Jing, who had always been arrogant and cold, was definitely a good brother in front of Beiting Huang. His eyes looked gentle as he kissed Beiting Huang's forehead and scolded dotingly, "Why did you fall when you were walking? Are you feeling unwell?"