Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

As time went by, Yingzheng's work became more and more onerous, and the burden was almost all on her shoulders. She could only compress the time to deal with it as soon as possible, or hand over some trivial matters to Prime Minister Wang Hui and Ting Wei. to deal with.

Ying Zheng replied flatly without raising his head: "What's the accident? Have you never heard of the power of a strong minister? What's more, Yan Xuan was originally a royal family, and replacing it would not have any impact on the interests of the nobles. Yan Ting has changed hands. As for Prince Dan, do you think it is possible for her to survive?"

Sweat dripped down the forehead, and the water droplets soaked the hair on the temples beside the ears, and the delicate and moving face was seductively flushed due to the heat.

"Ice water, here."

The young man calmly put two pieces of ice in the wine bottle and handed it to Ying Zheng, then handed it to her lips, and said, "Is there really no problem with the country of Yan? I think that bastard is definitely more happy than the mentally handicapped King Yan." deal with."

The overworked woman lowered her head slightly and took a sip. The difference in temperature between her warm lips and the cold wine bottle made Ying Zheng sober up in an instant. He frowned. He wanted to say something but restrained himself. Yan Ce, who was over the top, glanced at him, indicating that he should consciously restrain himself.

As a matter of course, Yan Ce strategically pretended not to see her at all, and sat next to her, trying to reduce her workload as much as possible, or helping with things within her capacity.

Ying Zheng raised her hands to gather the damp hair behind her ears, lowered her head and continued to work. After a long time, she gently put down her pen, looked at the smiling young man beside her, and asked nonchalantly:

"Tomorrow is Fusu's coming-of-age ceremony, don't you want to accompany Fusu? She has been looking forward to it for a long time."

Chapter 90 Dishonest each other (Happy Lantern Festival)

Student Fusu had indeed been looking forward to it for a long time.

But Yan Ce himself was just looking forward to it on a general level. Since Mr. Fei was forcibly locked up in a small dark room, and in the absence of strong foreign aid, the distance between the two has remained more constant.

Although not getting too close, Ying Zheng turned a blind eye to the fact that the young man came to her to kill time from time to time, neither supporting nor obstructing her. His subtle attitude made the maids who came to serve the king every time. The first time I entered the Qin Palace, I was frightened, afraid that I would come at an untimely time and run into some little secret that I couldn't tell Mr. Fusu.

"Judging from the time when General Wang withdrew his troops from the border of Yan State, he should have arrived in Yingchuan County almost. The rebellion started by Han Ting will soon be quelled."

Yan Ce could hear the sense of alienation maintained in King Qin's words, and reminded him to go to Fusu more often, but the young man always had the idea of ​​conquering the uncontrollable fate, so The teenager could only choose to ignore her warning as much as possible, and then change the subject appropriately so that the relationship between the two of them would not appear so embarrassing.

"..."

After a long silence, Ying Zheng raised his eyes and sighed softly. She had reminded her as much as possible, but the child Yan Ce still pretended that he hadn't heard it, and there was an unspeakable wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

If she really wanted to marry Fusu, she would not even be able to guess how much trouble Yan Ce's unconstrained ideas would cause. At least in her understanding, this child used escape from marriage to resist her orders. Stupid operations can definitely be done, and it may not necessarily overthrow the entire Xianyang City.

Fortunately, at least it is still in the controllable stage, but when the woman thinks about the intricate relationship between Fusu and the boy, she can't help but feel a headache.She could fully predict that even after getting engaged to his daughter, Yan Ce would not go to bed with his daughter Fu Su, but would run to Qin Wangzheng's bedroom every day.

Just a few days after it was announced that Yan Ce was moving to the Nuan Pavilion, every time the loyal reformist Ting Wei went to the King of Qin to discuss political affairs, he could see the young man who was the prospective son-in-law of Ying Zheng. Even Ying Zheng could see the index of the breakdown in Miss Ting Wei's heart , especially when the young senior official of Jiuqing heard Ying Zheng talking about Yan Ce and Fusu's plans to get engaged, he was full of uncomfortable expressions of "I can't spit out a hundred thousand sentences".

"Fusu has always intentionally or unintentionally wanted the widow to inform you to watch the ceremony these two days. Do you really want to make it difficult for the widow, or do you want Fusu's only one-time coming-of-age ceremony in her life to end with an imperfect ending?"

Her slightly hoarse mature voice echoed in her ears, Yan Ce got up lightly, sat on the bed, leaned against the quilt full of her breath, stared at the broken shadows of midsummer branches and leaves swaying gently on the ground, silent for a long time, restless He grabbed his long, smooth, straight black hair.

"I... It's not that I won't go. I'll leave when you finish this pile of letters."

The scorching temperature was spreading in the small inner room, and she added a few traces of sweat to her fair and slightly flushed cheeks. She took another sip from the cold wine bottle with her bare hands, touched her upper and lower lips gently, and then pursed her lips. He took a sip, and the ice water to cool off the heat somewhat calmed the monarch's heart, which was a little turbulent due to his youth.

"...The day before the widow's case is not finished, don't you have to stay with the widow for the rest of your life?"

It's not impossible...

After hesitating for a while, Yan Ce probably gave up this childish resistance, and sighed: "It's nothing, I'll leave after the temperature drops, you don't want to directly put the I'll get out."

"If you really want to drive you away, you are now exiled to the northern border to repair the Great Wall, where would you chat with the widow here? If you are still so casual, maybe the widow really intends to let you play games with the Huns , so as not to be an eyesore by hiding in the widow's bedroom," Ying Zheng said.

After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to how long the child would stay. Since the young man just reluctantly agreed to visit her poor daughter later under her pressure, he should not violate the contract.

Fusu...

Fusu's little classmate probably didn't want to get engaged either, but because of his increasingly weak personality in front of the King of Qin, he couldn't imagine what kind of image he would make the courtiers despair after inheriting the throne. If the King of Qin ordered to seal Fusu, he would not dare to provoke The little pitiful temperament that gave birth to the desire to resist, this really makes people unable to bear the idea of ​​bullying with a slightly pornographic color.

Helping Su solve all the troubles, but he never said that he would even help solve lifelong affairs, and he was sorry for His Highness Fusu, but in the end he wanted to erase the other half of Fusu's happiness. A bit of a beast.

Yan Ce has tried his best to avoid Fusu Xiji's gaze and the invitations to breakfast and dinner in the past few days because he still has guilt in his heart, because young people have always pursued the first principle of not easily causing trouble to others, so the original 10 points of guilt Now it has successfully risen to 10.1 points.

Because of him, Fusu had to go through a marriage that was neither happy nor happy for her, and her guilt almost reached the level of MMP.

Yan Ce pressed his elbows on the window sill, looking out the window, the silhouettes of flowers and summer leaves came into his eyes, the boring days seemed to be a little more looking forward to because of someone, but unfortunately she...has no self-consciousness at all!

He wants to find the back of the king he longs for, and regards the goal of meeting the king of Qin as his first wish in life.

Keep trying.

Gradually.

Finally saw the dawn of dawn.

However, he is about to become her son...

Why is it that the script of pure love is about to become a chaotic/lunatic little yellow text, like the youth idol Mary Sue who will transform into a mother-daughter action movie in the next moment. When the fiancée is away, it can be with the fiancée’s mother Do something interesting, no matter how you look at it, it runs counter to the original intention of talking about a relationship!

Yan Ce covered his despairing eyes, obviously he was a good friend at school, but turned out to be a fiancée, and he obviously liked someone, but turned out to be his mother.

Although Fusu is quite fun and easy to use, it is not the one he wants now. If there is no Yan Guo to make troubles, he doesn't have to fall into the passive position at all.

Yan Guo explodes for me!

Just as the young man was praying beautifully like this, Ying Zheng raised his eyes and said lightly: "Remember to prepare the dress for tomorrow's ceremony in advance."

Dresses... have I ever had this high-end dress?

Yan Ce turned his head stiffly, showing a faint smile, "This...is it still too late to prepare?"

Sure enough.

The woman sighed slightly, opened the closet, took out the brand new black dark coat at the bottom, and threw it to the confused Yan Ce.

She said flatly: "If it doesn't fit, it's still too late for the weaving room to change it."