Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Ugh……"

Forcibly dragged into one of the criminal accomplices by His Royal Highness Yan Ce because of witnessing a scene she shouldn't have seen, Shang Ji no longer had any expectations for His Highness's character, lowered her head, and weakly directed her subordinates to work.

No matter how much His Royal Highness Yan Ce was squeezed by the king, he had to prepare for the engagement scene, anyway, it would be useful.

Shang Ji blinked and looked at His Highness Fusu, who was lying on the table and burned out.

His Royal Highness Fusu——

be strong.

……

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Qin Palace, Neishe.

Going around the screen and the overflowing bookshelves, the young man knelt and sat next to Ying Zheng, his fingers almost cramped, and his melancholy expression was not at all as optimistic and positive as usual.

Raising his eyes, he quietly looked at the woman with a calm expression.

"This is a misunderstanding that is difficult to explain, but I have tried my best to explain it just now. Those five, no, the five girls all have special reasons, and I don't intend to completely indulge once before getting engaged."

There was a mountain of slips piled up in front of Yan Ce's desk, and he was brought back to the king's room. The young man kept kneeling and punished him for copying, but the king didn't show any sign of forgiveness.

As if aware of the young man's gaze, Ying Zheng who was leaning against the window turned his eyes indifferently, and met Yan Ce's gaze.

His face was a little cold, even the glow of midsummer couldn't melt it away, and his dragon-like pupils narrowed slightly.

"The widow originally thought it was just an accidental mistake, and wanted to hide it from Fusu, so that the relationship between the two children would not be too rigid, but how can your explanation convince the widow?"

The pose of tying up the girl into a small book at the head of the bed, the most terrible thing is being caught straight, the crime scene is obvious, Ying Zheng is willing to listen to the sophistry explanation, it is lucky that he has not cut him a few swords after listening .

The young man seemed calm now, but he was in a panic.

Hearing Ying Zheng's cold voice, Yan Ce raised his head and said seriously, "But I don't want to lie in front of you, I just want...to protect you."

"..."

Seeing the boy's stubborn expression, her irritated thoughts gradually calmed down, because both of them missed the coming-of-age ceremony because of the ridiculous incident caused by Yan Ce.

How should Fusu explain it?

The woman staggered her eyes, sat in front of the desk and held her forehead with one hand, her brows were tightly frowned, and her eyes reflected a confused color.

Seeing Yan Zhengzhi's nostalgic eyes, Ying Zheng's face was filled with a strong sense of exhaustion.

Even if he deceived himself like a self-deception, he would eventually realize that the boy's behavior of kissing her secretly, or hugging her tightly with her permission, was not a normal interaction between a normal mother and son-in-law.

As long as she doesn't care about the problem, Yan Ce will never be obedient.

She said coldly: "Continue copying."

"it is good."

Yan Ce reluctantly shifted his eyes to the boring bamboo slips, and quickly wrote Shang Jun's book that he had copied almost a hundred times.

The temperature rose higher and higher, and the temperature in the inner room reached more than [-] degrees. Yingzheng's thin unlined clothing became slightly transparent, and her snow-white skin was slightly damp with sweat sliding over her. She wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The excuses the boy used to prevaricate her were too clumsy, and Ying Zheng felt a sense of exhaustion. If he were to be punished, what kind of punishment should he choose?In the final analysis, even if the boy really played too much with the maids, what she can do is nothing more than small punishments and big warnings. It is impossible to destroy a boy who is inherently good because of a few maids.

"King, are you still angry?"

Yan Ce quietly moved to Ying Zheng's side, and dealt with state affairs on the same desk like every time they got together in the past, and picked up a handkerchief to help her wipe the wetness from her fingertips.

The hands are very soft.

Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback, and then, with a cold face, he didn't make any struggles, allowing him to behave like a child deliberately pleasing.

"The moment before the engagement, you can't stay in the room quietly. The widow has reminded you to stop causing trouble."

"It's really not my fault, well, it actually has something to do with me, and I don't want to."

Yan Ce hesitated for a moment, then responded with a dry smile.

"I never initiate trouble."

After a long silence.

"From now on, you will stay in the widow's bedroom to read and endorse books during the day, and return to the Nuan Pavilion to rest at other times, and you are not allowed to run around."

Ying Zheng calmly withdrew his hand, and was about to keep the young man within her field of vision, so as to prevent the young man from doing ridiculous things that other people would see as promiscuous/messing up with the royal court.

It's just that if you don't pay attention, you will do things that give her a headache.

If it is handed over to Fusu now, the current Fusu alone will definitely not be able to control this boy.

"kindness."

Yan Ce stopped breathing for a moment, put away the slightly damp handkerchief, and nodded vigorously.

"I know, can I also live in Qin Palace at night?"

"No."

Ying Zheng dismissed the boy's request, it was obviously a punishment of grounding, why did he treat the boy like a reward.

The woman tidied up the dress a little bit, her expression was still indifferent, she got up and walked past the desk, reaching out to the boy.