Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"……what?"

When will it be ready?

Yan Ce blinked, and for a moment, looked at the figure of Ying Zheng who was burying his head in the letter again, the corners of his mouth raised.

Chapter 91 Be Strong

The summer sun outside the window poured in through the window and fell on the letters on the table. The young man carefully put on the cumbersome dark clothes, and slid his fingers gently over the fabric, unexpectedly feeling an indescribable coolness. The pattern is simple and majestic, which brings out the heroic spirit of Yan Ce, who originally has no potential for carnivorous creatures.

The seemingly solemn dark cloth looks unexpectedly light on the body.

A look of satisfaction appeared on the still young and immature cheeks, Yan Ce walked to the desk, spread his arms, stretched the deep clothes to show the king, and said, "How is it?"

Perhaps it was because the dress was too solemn, which caused Yan Ce to be full of youthful vigor and at the same time mature a bit, with an indescribably cute charm. Ying Zheng looked at it for a moment, then pursed his lips.

"Ordinary," she said.

She stood up at the same time as the lingering sound fell, watching the somewhat flamboyant child's mood become more subtle, and his tall figure slightly taller than the boy's was perfectly reflected in his pupils.

"Don't move."

His fingers as white as jade touched Yan Ce's collar, Ying Zheng lowered his head calmly, and straightened his collar patiently and meticulously.

"..."

The teenager opened his eyes wide, and his body entered a state called Stiffness debuff.

I don't know if it's because of the close distance, Ying Zheng rarely saw the young man showing an embarrassed expression, obviously he would make excessively rude behavior some time ago.

"Are you a child? You can't even wear clothes well."

Only the young man and Qin Wangzheng were left in the silent space. Yan Ce slightly raised his head to see the playful expression on her cheek, lowered his head and remained silent, knowing that the other party regarded him as a child again.

He really wanted to cross the line and let His Majesty King Qin understand that even a child should not be underestimated. Of course, this is a long-term plan that needs to be distributed and implemented.

"I'm ashamed, it's really rare."

Yan Ce's cheeks were slightly hot, and he lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "When did you prepare this dress? Is it tailor-made?"

The words that seemed to change the subject made Yingzheng's finger movements stop for a moment, and then the movements returned to normal, frowning slightly, and said nonchalantly: "It's just one of the many dresses of the widow, don't think about it."

The tone doesn't sound like it, and Yingzheng's dress will be made the same as this slightly smaller dress, so the weaving maids in the weaving room collectively judge themselves.

No matter how you think about it, it looks like a custom-made dress for him.

Trying to restrain the strong desire to hug her waist, Yan Ce pretended not to know it, and said: "It fits well, but I will only wear it once for the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, isn't this dress too wasteful, I am reluctant to take it off. "

"……what ever."

The hot and dry air quickly spread to every corner of the inner house, and the woman's thin coat was slightly transparent with sweat, revealing her fair and delicate skin.

Ying Zheng let go of his hand just right, and regained his slight alienation, his eyes, which seemed a little blurred due to hesitation, slowly moved out of the window.

It's a bit hot this midsummer.

Ying Zheng can fully see the child's rough routine, but he doesn't know how long his persistence can persist. If this junior's nostalgia and longing for the elder can be maintained at this not far or near distance, then Perhaps for the best.

From the beginning, she maintained a pure emotion, and from the beginning to the end, she did not degenerate into more complicated under her deliberate control. This should be a fortunate thing.

Ying Zheng showed a distressed expression. She should have pulled the boy and daughter closer, but for some reason, the boy was more inclined to be with her than his daughter, and even played games together after class in Mr. Fei's school The time is spent hiding in her bedroom, studying and reading Jane, and accompanying her.

Love of learning is a good thing, but——

If she abandons her daughter and stays with her all the time, it will deviate from her original intention.

"... Your Majesty, I think... no, it's nothing."

Yan Ce grabbed her sleeves, intending to say something, but he knew it was inappropriate, the words that he had finished drafting twirled around his lips, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he swallowed it forcefully.

Gently bent down until he was at eye level with the young man, Ying Zheng looked at Yan Ce's tangled and frustrated expression, smiled lightly, and said, "I will be engaged to Fusu after watching the ceremony tomorrow, and the wedding date will be your coming-of-age ceremony." On that day, I will take care of Fusu more from now on. Although she is the prince of Qin, she has not lived a happy life with the widow since she was a child. If you can, you can spend more time with that child."

Before Yan Ce could formally reply, the woman's palm covered his side face, stroking gently, "Maybe I will trouble you in the future."

You do this kind of action to your son-in-law with your daughter on your back. As a young underage child, you can't stand it at all. The ground is full of forbidden breath, and the excitement will increase exponentially.

As a boy who has not yet fully matured, what comes to mind at this moment is not the prince who is not present at all, but the king who is about to command Kyushu in front of him.

At this moment, she is more of a mother.

and so--

Why is it that the first thing that emerges is not the emotion that is so deep that weeping, but the desire to embrace each other tightly, and to complete a more intimate profane act.

In this heavy entrustment and touching maternal love, Yan Ce lightly sniffed her elegant scent, his cheeks began to heat up rapidly, and his breathing rate gradually became rapid. In order to conceal the most honest desire in his heart, he decisively closed some warm Red eyes.

next moment.

She opened her arms and hugged the boy gently, as an elder.

Hugged this prospective son-in-law who was full of bad ideas and had nothing to do with Fusu.

"This is the last time. You are allowed to think about it this time. As for the future, don't do it again."

Ying Zheng said softly.

She is optimistic about this young man who can carry the weight of the future atrium with a little polishing. The future of the prosperous age can shine brightly in their generation, and the long-cherished wish of the parents will be portrayed even more wonderfully in the prosperous age.

Of course, the most important thing is that this child is one of the very few people who can understand her.