Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

As for Yan Ce, he took the initiative to ignore the second half of the sentence and asked curiously, "Swordsmanship? The king also uses swordsmanship training."

"of course."

Ying Zheng's hand stretched out from his cuff to pick up Tai Ah, tapped the scabbard on the boy's forehead, and said lightly, "If you had always entrusted your safety to others, the widow would have slept in that cold tomb long ago."

Chapter No.16 What Qin Wangzheng Wanted

Ying Zheng's slightly hoarse voice reverberated throughout the Qin Palace, and he did not know how many times of life and death crises were covered up in his calm words.

She put on the Tai Ajian and led Yan Ce out of the Qin Palace, looked at the gloomy sky, and sighed: "It should be summer after the rain."

Yan Ce also raised his head. The birds in the sky were migrating from the far east to the west. It was imaginable that the unbearable high temperature would come soon. "As expected, I still don't like summer very much."

The corners of the black-haired woman's lips raised a slight arc, her eyes turned to the prosperous city under the Xianyang Palace, she quietly overlooked, and the smile spread to the corners of her lips.

"The widow likes Xia very much, because Xia met a particularly interesting boy."

Ying Zheng held his chin, and held a faint narrow smile on his breathtakingly beautiful face.

Yan Ce swallowed and recited the meditation mantra. He couldn't forget the identity of the other party because of the beauty in front of him. He pretended to be a poker face and responded calmly, "So that's how it is."

Ying Zheng could of course see the poor acting skills of the child pretending to be indifferent, and paused, "Of course... I lied to you."

"That's right." Yan Ce's tone couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"However, not all."

Ying Zheng's words suddenly turned a corner, and she happily admired the cute expression of the young man. Perhaps to her, this child did not have the concept of monarch and minister engraved in her bones, and she was one of the few people who could talk to her.

"..."

Can you tell me the whole story, the consequences of molesting a young man in his youth are very serious, His Royal Highness King Qin!

Yan Ce's heartbeat slowed for half a beat, and he coughed twice to hide the gaffe in front of her.

Ying Zheng raised his hand and lightly rubbed the top of the boy's hair, seeing the temperature on his cheeks rise a lot, "Blushing."

Her cold fingertips slid down the boy's long hair, and the moment her cheek touched the soft fingers, the boy's cheek became even hotter.

Ying Zheng added: "And it's still very hot, how shy you child is."

It's totally your problem! ! !

Yan Ce vomited frantically in her heart, but her body was so stiff that she didn't move. Getting along with other female classmates was completely different. She felt inexplicably nervous in her heart, making her expression unnatural.

The next moment, what caught his eyes was Qin Wangzheng's fleeting tender expression.

Withdrawing his hands calmly, Ying Zheng smiled faintly: "The summer leaves are luxuriant, withered, and there will be new ones. The withered will rot, and will be buried in this Qin soil, nourishing a more and more luxuriant scene. So it should be said that spring flowers, summer leaves, autumn sun, and winter snow are all liked by widows."

"What the widow wants more is this world. The widow wants to see Qi Shiyanbo. The sky is vast, and they want to see the starry night."

"I want to see the beautiful scenery of Kyushu, the four seas and all the seas returning to Qin..."

Then let's go see it together.

Yan Ce quietly acted as a bystander, Ying Zheng told what was in his heart as he walked, the two walked side by side in the long corridor, as if the woman did not realize that she had briefly forgotten her identity as a king.

The maids and guards passing by all bowed their heads in respect, silently pretending not to see anything.

The woman led the boy through the halls and halls, straight to the exquisite and elegant attic standing in the middle, with the three characters "Qin Jiange" written on the plaque with iron hooks and silver inscriptions.

Under the tree, the beautiful and solitary plain-clothed woman stared blankly at the thick clouds, with a complicated expression that could not tell what she was thinking.

Ying Zheng walked up to the woman and said with a chuckle, "No sir, the widow allows Fusu to rest for a day, sir, you don't have to wait for Fusu, and everything will be business as usual from tomorrow. I didn't dare to disturb my husband to sleep last night, so this morning The widow came specially to inform Mr.

The woman came back to her senses instantly, and then showed a little distress, then glanced at the young man beside King Qin, leaned over and said: "No."

"It's rare to have time to hang out, why not try swordsmanship with the widow?"

Han Fei looked indifferent and said coldly: "The swordsmanship of the minister is not suitable for the competition, and he does not want to damage the king's body. Besides, the king has not already found someone who can test the swordsmanship, so why bother to test the minister again."

"Ugh……"

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly, knowing that Han Fei was a little angry because of his own assertiveness, and smiled bitterly: "The widow go and change this fancy dress first."

She walked into Qin Jiange, slowly closed the door, walked into the room where the servants were not allowed to enter, took off her saber, and took off the precious black dress, the woman's delicate collarbone was reflected in the bronze mirror. , and the perfect carcass under the collarbone, looking at himself in the mirror, there is an inexplicable sense of strangeness.

As a king, she knew what she wanted.

After giving up her status as a king, what did she want?

It is Sui Zhu and Bi, who are known as the most treasures in the world, is the glory of being famous in the annals of history, and is someone who understands her...

Her fingers as white as jade stroked the pattern on the edge of the bronze mirror, she smiled lightly, and stopped thinking about the problems that disturbed her mind, took out the spare Hu clothes, and quickly put it on her body.

……

The other side.

When Yan Ce saw the maids standing in the corridor waiting for orders, they exchanged glances secretly from time to time, and there was obvious worry in their eyes.

He raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Fei, why do I feel the atmosphere around me is weird."

"Last night, you had a good time with Fusu, but you scared the servants in the palace." Mr. Fei raised his hand and pointed to the court ladies who hurried past with their heads lowered, and said, "If there were assassins in the palace last night, we wouldn't be able to see them today. Servants."

Yan Ce had a premonition that there was something in Mr. Fei's words and asked, "Why?"

Mr. Fei stroked the black hair on his head, and continued: "In the spring of March last year, when Qin Wangzheng inspected the sergeants, an assassin sneaked into the palace, intending to assassinate the son Fusu, but of course it failed. But according to Qin law, this is what is required To punish the guards for dereliction of duty, when the war was in full swing, the King of Qin had no choice but to appoint his confidantes to investigate, never thought that the talisman order would implicate 67 guards and maids."