Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

When Yan Ce and Ying Zheng had all kinds of intimate skin-to-skin relationships, she was reading in the small dark room.

When Yan Ce respected the king's opinion and married His Royal Highness Fusu, she was reading in the small black room.

When Miss Tingwei and Prime Minister Wang Hui were fighting openly and secretly for their respective defenses above the royal court and below the court, she slept in the small black room.

At noon on the same day.

Under the hazy rain curtain, her two conscientious students finally recalled that there was a teacher who was locked in a small dark room and couldn't get out.

"Master, we have come to see you."

Outside the school, Fusu and Yan Ce were guarded by the guards, and stood in front of the door, holding an umbrella together. The sound of dripping rain accompanied by the gentle voice of the girl awakened the desperate heart of the husband.

Opening his misty eyes, Han Fei didn't get up and open the door immediately, but fell down on the bedside, wrapped his unlined clothes tightly, and looked up at the dark sky like night.

The residual heat of midsummer was swept away by the torrential rain, and it was slightly cold. The rain that washed away the filth poured over the impetuous world to its heart's content, faded away all the noise, and faded away everyone's voices.

As she expected.

Little classmate Fusu knows her state of mind even if she doesn't get a response from the master, and she won't be rude to enter the door without authorization. Is this a very well-behaved boy...?

"Bam—!"

The door was suddenly kicked open by a young man who would never be able to keep his etiquette.

"Master, I'm here to visit you!"

In the messy room, an extremely haggard woman leaned on the letter with a look of wanting to die, staring at the young girl who broke in. Compared to the young man's youthful vigor, Han Fei was as quiet as a drowned fish .

Yan Ce: "..."

Fusu: "..."

Han Fei: "..."

After staring at each other in silence for a long time, the cold woman slowly got up from the bed, her long hair was loose, she put on a coat, stretched out her fingers to tidy up her messy long hair, and stepped on the floor with her smooth and white bare feet .

A smile forced a smile on his pale cheeks, and Mr. Fei was the first to break the silence.

"……welcome."

The corners of Yan Ce's mouth began to twitch. The "happy" look on this face doesn't seem to have anything to do with the welcome. This is a weak state that has been torn apart by the madness of reality, from the mouth to the lower body. You really don't need it. Forcing the word "Welcome" out of conscience for the sake of dignity.

"I'm getting engaged to Fusu, it should be after the coming-of-age ceremony, are you still free to attend?"

"It turns out that with the king... En! Fusu???"

Han Fei paused, his gaze drifted between the two children, staring at the young man with bewildered eyes, and after a while, he turned his gaze to the dreamlike rain under the distant sky.

"This, this, this. Sir, I won't go. You three... don't quarrel in the next two days. The royal family is not an ordinary family. Yan Ce's reckless temper needs to be changed."

And Han Fei didn't mention the problems of Fusu and Qin Wangzheng at all.

Anyway, a pair of mother and daughter can not be saved, so what to say.

Fusu frowned, but opened it again in an instant, his eyes glanced at the empty desk, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Yan Ce, she hasn't eaten yet, can you get some pastries for Mr. Fei? "

"Ah? Okay, I was negligent."

Following the girl's line of sight just now, Yan Ce immediately understood the situation, and praised the girl's thoughtful little padded jacket behavior.

Watching the boy with the umbrella go away, Fusu in a long skirt stood in the somewhat cold dormitory, his brows almost knit together.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Fei raised the corners of his lips and brushed the hair on the girl's forehead.

"Using such a crude method to send that child away, it is estimated that only the young man who is completely defenseless against those close to him can foolishly believe it."

Fusu hesitated for a while, then nodded in embarrassment, "Sir, Fusu really can't convince mother—"

Mr. Fei put his finger on her lips, and said flatly: "No need. Your Majesty has intentions, and everything will come naturally, don't force it."

Fusu probably understood that the master didn't want to hurt anyone, so he couldn't help but said: "The chaos in the Han court has touched the factions that were divided in the royal court. Wang Ting began to lean towards the prime minister, Yan Ce and his mother who were also involved must be under a lot of pressure."

"Yan Ce and King Qin?"

Han Fei pondered for a moment, then said calmly and vaguely, "Maybe."

Fu Su said with a little worry: "During this time, Yan Ce is not like before, staying with his mother all day long."

Han Fei's indifferent expression collapsed for a moment.

You kid, do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know to test your master? That young man doesn't go during the day, and he doesn't leave at night!

"Fusu, what do you think?" Han Fei straightened his posture and said solemnly.

Fu Su clutched the corner of her skirt and smiled softly: "Sometimes what you want, you have to take the initiative to protect, so I will try my best to become a strong person like my mother."

next moment.

The girl looked a little lonely.

"Yan Ce has always yearned for King Qin. Like me, his mother can give him a sense of security, but I can't even comfort my fiancé."

Han Feichao wanted to explain to Fusu that the young man not only longed for it, but also wanted to have sex. He had already told her clearly. Did you really realize the seriousness of this problem just now?

Fusu's exquisite face was lost in a flash. The girl looked around nervously. After observing for a while, she came to Mr. Fei's ear and asked in a low voice:

"Master, does Yan Ce have that special fondness for his mother?"