Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"what?"

Yan Ce thought that she was hallucinating just now, and she seemed to be calling him by his first name?Not "you", or "Gongzi Ce", "Yan Ce".

Did the implicit favorability increase by one percentage point?

The young man raised his head suspiciously, met those indifferent eyes, and tentatively called her name softly, "Zheng—"

There was a terrifying sound that the sturdy bamboo slips were almost broken. She raised her eyes and looked at the young man who seemed to be trying to call the supreme master by his name.

"It just so happens that the weather is nice today. I think I must be very comfortable after waking up. By the way, don't stay up late, it's not good for your health."

"……eventful."

Yan Ce was timid and didn't dare to call him by his first name.

Just now the political sister sensor in his body issued an emergency red warning, if he dared to spit out the impolite address, he might never want to leave this room.

Although Ying Zheng would not let him wander around the royal court casually.

Yan Ce simply stuffed the soft cakes that she didn't want to eat into her mouth. During this period, she frequently glanced at Sister Zheng. action.

It is more natural for two people who are gradually getting used to each other to get along.

"I'm going to bed first."

"kindness."

It’s a filling, Mr. Fei’s class has already been absent once anyway, so he doesn’t care about being absent for the second time. Besides, Mr. Fei is a scapegoat worthy of entrustment, and he will not deduct the usual marks. Fusu is furious. It's cold, obviously out of anger and doesn't want to see him, so there is basically no pressure for him to skip class.

Squinting his eyes, Yan Ce simply cleaned up the food scraps for her, and handed over the empty plate to Shang Ji who happened to come in with Miss Lingshi to report. Walking to Yingzheng's bed, he took off his black and red dress and hung it on Wang's hanger together with the black dark coat.

It was early morning.

Yan Ce lay on her quilt, and soon fell asleep in the familiar smell.

He should be able to go back to his own room to rest, but he is too busy to work and rest, and has no time to take care of these things. Anyway, she is used to it, so she doesn't care.

After waiting for a while, the sound of breathing gradually became longer.

Ying Zheng sat in a silent room and put down the letter.

"When will you remember the etiquette of monarchs and ministers?"

The soft voice did not disturb the boy's sleep.

She didn't mean to blame the tone of her words.

……

Miss Lingshi looked at Yan Ce, her expression became more and more indifferent, but she suppressed all the weird emotions in her heart, bent down to salute, handed over a letter, and said, "Wang, most of the girl's information has been found out."

"kindness."

She took a nap in front of the desk with her clothes on for a few hours, and the sweat-soaked single clothes stuck to Ying Zheng's skin. She frowned, got up to take the letter, and ordered Miss Ling, who had been with her for many years, "Get ready to take a bath."

"promise."

Are you going to have dinner after taking a bath? !

My lord, I remember that you have always avoided meat and meat for breakfast, so His Royal Highness Fusu will be embarrassed if it is so greasy this morning.

Miss Lingshi bowed her body, her long hair slid down the back of her neck, and her hair fell down her shoulders. The white-skinned, black-haired, gloomy, demon-like woman obeyed the king's order extremely aggrieved, and she left the palace with a bright smile. Ji's subordinates and servants all had the crap expression of "a straight girl meets a gay guy on a blind date, and the gay guy is the king next door".

The upward arc of Miss Lingshi's mouth was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Like the flowers of the other side blooming in hell.

The more beautiful the more deadly.

I want to "tenderly" love/caress that unsightly humanoid creature on the bed, knead it into a ball, and it will make a cute and moving meat soup in the steamed meat cauldron.

I really want that child to disappear without anyone noticing.

It's a pity that Yan Ce has never let her catch any fatal tricks, and besides accompanying Ying Zheng, she hardly has any hobbies in her spare time.

A little... bored.

In fact, it's annoying! ! !

Chapter 130 Seven Princess Congliang Plan (end soon)

The inner courtyard of the Qin Palace, the king's exclusive bathroom.

By the pool, there is a wine pot and a letter.

In front of the quaint bronze mirror, the breeze seeped through the gap in the window, brushing her dark sleeves, and she took off the noble black robe with her fingers, her golden eyes were calm and majestic.

The Lord of the Qin Court dipped his toes into the pool, and his toes touched the water surface, creating concentric ripples. The next moment, the southern hemisphere was perfectly submerged in the pool, and the rest of his jet-black hair quietly floated on the water.

The dense water mist lingered.

Like the mysterious holy light covering the points that women should not reveal.

The arms are lightly stretched out by the pool, and the petals in the pool are attached to the chest with the breeze.

Looking at the high and wide dome, reflecting on every decision she made, she is still satisfied.

Ying Zheng held the wine bottle served by the maid, with his exquisite figure, and his faint whiteness, these maids of noble origin couldn't help but take a second look.