Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Fusu blushed slightly, lowered his head not to look at the young man's expression, pretended to be indifferent, and said in a mosquito voice: "I respect the traditions of the Yan Kingdom, I don't mind, if it's... just can you try not to let him go when training on the bed in the future?" I saw it, although I don't mind, but if I see my engaged fiancé hugging other women in bed, it will be..."

The girl bit her lips, as if she had just finished imagining the absurd scene, her expression flashed with obvious struggles, and the pink on her cheeks became more and more clear.

"...It's kind of weird."

It was as long as a century, and Yan Ce didn't know how to explain it to the girl who was as pure as water. No matter how he explained it, he felt a deep sense of guilt.

He put the food box at the door of the schoolhouse and waved to the girl.

"Then what, I have to wash tomorrow's dress, I'm leaving first, Mr. Fei's Fusu will say hello for me, see you tomorrow."

After speaking quickly, Yan Ce, who was a little flustered, went straight to the outside of the school.

Seeing the boy's back gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, Fusu sighed deeply. After a long silence, he looked up at the slightly dazzling sunlight.

"...I really don't mind."

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Entering the outer range of the royal court, the number of patrolling guards along the entire forest road has greatly increased. A large number of elite sergeants belonging to the guards are conducting manpower patrols here. Those guarding the palace gates are still officers with real power in the Qin Kingdom.

The entire royal court has entered a state of complete martial law. The order in charge of internal affairs and the military forces are jointly responsible for guarding. Yan Ce basically has the right to walk freely in unclassified areas, but he still has a natural retreat mentality when he sees armed soldiers. .

To sum it up is a guilty conscience.

Now Xianyang Palace cannot allow any strangers to come and go freely. If he really wants to escape from marriage, he can only play hide and seek in the royal court. Eighty, the combat power of one Lingshi can put him in a complete predicament. He suspects that the physical strength of this Lingshi has almost reached the standard special forces, a small doll Gundam.

This kind of powerless feeling is like a fantasy full-level master who cultivates immortals suddenly popping up in the standard martial arts world. He doesn't pay attention to the rules of the normal world at all, and the seal order is a clerical job. You have no professional ethics at all. What's the use of having such a high force value? I'm afraid you didn't come here specifically to target my classmate Yan Ce!

While Yan Ce was thinking, the door of the washroom suddenly opened. Before leaving, Shang Ji, who was tired like a donkey, simply spoke to the young maids who lined up. After about a few minutes, Miss Shang Ji supported the wall and walked in the opposite direction of Yan Ce. Slowly walk into the inner court.

Yan Ce didn't bother to say hello, and watched Shang Ji leave, nodded and smiled at the nervous guards on both sides, and then for some reason, the nerves of the group of soldiers who were staring at him to prevent Young Master Ce from escaping became even more tense.

The young man gave up the idea of ​​escaping marriage early on. Even if he said it, the soldiers who had been solemnly entrusted with the matter would not listen.

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On the outskirts of the royal court, the laundry room.

"Lord Dai Yunling, I heard that the news of Prince Dan's death has arrived in Xianyang. Are we going to carry out Prince Dan's order, or return to the country to follow the order of the new King of Yan?"

The delicate girl with long hair coiled up looked at the top of Xianyang Palace, "The token that Prince Dan said has not arrived in Xianyang for a long time, and His Royal Highness Gongzi Ce has never contacted us. We can't wash clothes in Xianyang for the rest of our lives. Hold a dagger and go." The hands of assassination are almost washed away, and the calluses are almost washed away."

Since Jing Ke entered Qin Dynasty, the elite girls who had been lurking outside the royal court and prepared to cooperate with the prince's assassination had washed their clothes for nearly two months. They had no clue about the assassination of the royal court. The rest is the young woman who temporarily takes over the position of the highest-ranking Assassin's son, Shaoyun Ling.

The calm woman thought about it: "We are directly under Prince Dan. Since entering the Qin state, there is only Shaoyun Ling as the superior. Since Prince Dan died, Shaoyun Ling should be given the first command. As for the new King Yan, he has no right to directly Dominate us."

The remaining four elite-level high-ranking assassins looked at each other, each saw the despair of the other, and wailed: "Master Dai Yunling, you mean that our group of high-ranking assassins who are as confident as Nie Zheng will continue to stay in Qin State Wash clothes for King Qin and Young Master Fusu?"

This is no longer a big deal.

What kind of high-ranking assassin would do his best to wash the clothes of the assassin every day, and would rub his hands for fear that the cuffs and the corners of the clothes would not be clean!

The glory of the assassin is weeping, Dai Yunling!Shang Ji, the deputy of a small order, could come over and reprimand him. In the country of Yan, even the prime minister should be respectful.

Now, washing clothes, drying clothes, and being punished to weave clothes if they are not clean, what kind of assassin is this? After a while, she will really be transferred to a humble maid!

When Yan Guo and the young assassins of the same period were training, they both used the name "National Martyr".

"National Memorial", live for the country, die for the country, no hatred.

Only enjoying the momentary moment of youth, this is probably the purpose of their training.

Among the assassins, only son Ce made an exception to be adopted by the royal family and was given the name Ce because he was the most outstanding.

And although their superior assassins are not as good as the top assassins, they are still personal figures. If they continue to lurk, even the dignity of "National Martyr" will be washed away!

"Be patient for now, there will be a suitable time soon."

Dai Yunling's solemn expression couldn't help showing a bit of helplessness. After a moment of silence, he filled the basin with some water, carefully rubbed the stains on his cuffs, and said, "Shang Ji asked us to make an exception to enter the palace. Your Highness Ce, it is best to take this opportunity to complete the mission in one fell swoop, otherwise you will have to wait until you have five years of service before you can enter the royal court."

"..."

Only this chance!

The five high-ranking assassins all named "National Martyr" fell silent, entering an unspeakable memory after a long absence.

The leisurely pursuit of life and death in the shadow of swords and swords.

Amid the heavy guards, he gracefully snatched the head of the Xiongnu Shanyu at a critical moment.

On the way to escape, a fire was ignited that seemed to consume every ray of wind.

Haven't experienced it for a long time.

too long……

Chapter 100 Lively coming-of-age ceremony (4)

Night fell quietly, the long night after the rain suddenly turned cold, the moon turned from dim yellow to cold white, and Yan Ce, who was forced by the sergeant to return to the warm pavilion to rest, only stayed for a short while, unable to wander around the more peripheral areas.

On the outer edge of the royal court, outside the palace gate, five assassin girls who had changed into the long skirts of the maids, each put on a pair of leather boots for work, and listened intently to Shang Ji's teachings, with serious faces like soldiers.

This little chicken with a broken mouth will be done sooner or later.