Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

She seemed to feel that her statement was not complete, looked at the boy's blank face, and added: "It can always be your home."

Chapter 13 Cohabitation life begins

"is home?"

The calm voice seemed a little hoarse at this moment. The young man never thought that one day he would hear the term home in the late Warring States period when the princes were fighting for hegemony.

The night is as deep as a thick inkstone, the moonlight falls on the earth, and the palace is like water and empty.

"But my poor identity as a son of the State of Yan is really okay?"

Ying Zheng felt amused when he saw that the child would choose this kind of excuse awkwardly. Wang Tingjian seriously stated that the boy she was looking forward to was not as mature as she imagined.

She slapped the young man on the forehead and sneered, "You never really cared about your status as a widow, why should a widow care about your status. Since you are entangled in such an irrelevant issue, then the widow reiterates that your widowhood does not matter. "

"Whether you were a dead soldier sent by the Six Nations to assassinate you, or a pawn in Xianyang City, or a noble general and prince of the Yan Kingdom, but now you are a few ministers."

"The widow said it could be your home, and that's it."

It's really domineering, this time he didn't even want to give him the option to refuse.

The corners of Yan Ce's mouth couldn't help but rise. The familiar and unfamiliar home didn't sound bad. Looking at the woman's suffocating face, it was cold and clear. It was hard to imagine how high-spirited she would be when she reached the top of her power.

The long hair fluttered in the wind in the night, and Ying Zheng tucked the hair behind his ears, a simple action was extremely pleasing to the eye, the proud figure hidden under the gorgeous clothes became more obvious under close observation, and the delicate white and tender neck was under the It is enough to be called a perfect breast shape that absolutely conforms to the proportions of the body.

Ying Zheng pursed his wet lips, and looked at the young man with a dazed look with a smile. There was no blame in his eyes. Of course, it was also thanks to the young man who was simply yearning for beauty. The desire of Tai Ah has long been in the heart of the young man.

Soon, Yan Ce woke up from his stupor, his expression unnatural.

Men are big pigs' hooves, this sentence really makes sense at some point.

As a student of the new century, the idea of ​​​​the mother and daughter is too evil, and I am a bit sorry for the ideological and moral textbooks that accompanied him growing up, although the ideological and moral lessons were spent in sleep.

Yan Ce sighed indistinctly, and in a thousandth of a second abandoned the dirty thoughts that were vaguely rising in his heart, and finally nodded his head to King Qin.

A slender palm stroked the boy's cheek, Ying Zheng's smile gradually softened a lot, and his voice was light.

"In the future, the widow is looking forward to it."

The cold touch of her fingers dispelled Yan Ce's messy thoughts, and there was only the black-haired woman in front of her pupils.

"Your Majesty, it is late at night."

At this moment, the maid who handled the remaining affairs for His Royal Highness King Qin walked to King Qin and bowed and interrupted their solitude.

And Ying Zheng also stopped the slightly intimate behavior at the right time, which seemed to be Yan Ce's illusion. When the servant just raised his eyes to look at the young man inadvertently, there seemed to be some kind of faint hostility in those long charming eyes.

Ying Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Yeah, it's getting late at night. If you delay any longer, maybe you won't have to sleep tonight."

In order to prevent all kinds of accidents from happening again, Yan Ce raised his hand and asked, "Well, where should I sleep?"

"Well?" Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then asked with a frown, "Didn't Mr. Fei tell you?"

After thinking about it, Mr. Fei should be burying his head in perfecting the legalist writings again, and he has no time to take care of this kind of thing, Ying Zheng smiled lightly: "Mr. Xu Shifei, forget it, she will never let go of such unimportant things. In her heart, even if she is a widow, she may not listen too much."

Mr. Fei, your face is so great that even the King of Qin can love birds or not.

The corners of Yan Ce's mouth twitched uncontrollably, the cold and lonely woman's figure flashed across her mind, and the problem was solved in an instant.

This non-Mr. is the root of all evil. He announced that people will not be able to go out after class. At least he has to take care of the physical needs of the students!Of course, this simply refers to food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"Lingshi, the widow remembers that the warm pavilion near the main hall of Xianyang has no other use recently, so let's temporarily live with Yan Ce."

"But that's not you—"

The woman in the waiter attire wearing a green top and bottom opened her eyes wide and persuaded in a very unwilling tone.

This is the place where you take a rest on weekdays. Although you have been so busy in recent months that you don't have time to rest in the warm pavilion, the warm pavilion is of great significance. No matter how you think about it, you can't let a child from the country of Yan live there!And this child is not a serious person at first glance.

Ying Zheng didn't see the gloomy look in the maid's eyes when she lowered her head.

"Your Majesty, the earth moved a few days ago, and the eaves of the warm pavilion are damaged and are being repaired, and it is not yet inhabitable." The maid's tone returned to an extremely calm state, and she tried to dissuade him again with legitimate reasons.

"..."

This hostility is not fake.

Yan Ce noticed that the woman in green was specifically targeting him.

Ying Zheng seemed to trust this servant very much, and didn't think the woman would deceive her at all, so he put his chin in his hand and asked, "Then, are there other palaces?"

Seeing that Wang Shang's breath was a little loose, the maid answered neatly: "Your Majesty, the last earthquake moved, most of the palaces in Xianyang need to be repaired, but due to priorities, only the palaces of you and Master Fusu will be repaired first, most of them are side palaces. There is still danger."

"In other words, there is no room." With his fingers rubbing his temples a few times, Ying Zheng said with a headache, "Then let Yan Ce live with the widow for the time being, and then let him move out after the repairs are completed."

In her consideration, it was a bit inhumane to just treat Xianyang Palace as his home and then kick him out of the house.

But according to her order, there are only a few palaces that can be safely lived in for the time being.

On Fusu's side, it is absolutely not possible. The daughter is not yet an adult, and Yan Ce seems to be not much older than Fusu. The two are not too young, and it is normal to have no control over stealing food.

If something indescribable happens secretly, it will not be good for the future growth of the two, and Fusu will be criticized by the courtiers, and he will cross the border when he is still young. dissatisfied.

In order to avoid such a bad situation, let her intervene as a mother for the time being.

"Your Majesty, this—"

The waitress was so surprised that she was speechless for a while.