Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"The minister went back first."

"Go back, if possible, explain to Fusu for the widow... that's all, there's no need."

Ying Zheng sighed.

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Following the king's order, Yan Ce silently waited for the servant and bodyguard appointed by the King of Qin to do odd jobs for him, sitting on the railing of the long corridor connecting the inner and outer courts, watching the clouds gather and disperse in the sky, her world was still tightly sealed, nothing There are flaws to speak of.

Can't even break the defense, so what's the strategy.

"The road is a long way to go, and I will go up and down to find out."

Yan Ce looked up at the sky, and couldn't help sighing a sentence from Li Sao.

"Princess, I'm so excited."

A bone-chilling voice came from behind.

Turning his head, Yan Cexu saw with his eyes the chief executive whom he least wanted to see, dressed in an eternal green dress, without any makeup, without any decorations, except for a ponytail tied on his waist.

"The executive responsible for dispatching me, it can't be you!"

"..."

The woman's expression was very tangled.

It's like the uncomfortable expression of "being ridden on the face, and she has to applaud and shout 666 after the show".

Not speaking is the default.

Young Master Ce is the most disgusting person, no one in the whole royal court except King Qin should know this, but she was asked to take care of Yan Ce's safety, she wanted to bury Yan Ce.

But in the current situation, she had to let Yan Ce go out alive and come back alive.

On the side, Yan Ce's eyes darkened when he received the tacit response, and he almost passed out.

My king, you are not loving me, you are harming me!

With this venomous look in his eyes, he was singing Hallelujah and praising Fusu after midnight.

Holding a sliver of hope, Yan Ce said seriously: "Can I still change someone? For example, someone who is knowledgeable, gentle and cute..."

"Crown princess, if it wasn't for King Qin's order, do you think I would serve you, this poor, soft little toy?" She said coldly, "Also, I want to ask, what nonsense did you give to my subordinate who passed on the king's order?" What!"

The fierce spirit player, who was always gloomy, was already furious. If the law allowed, she would want to embed Yan Ce in the pillar.

"Which one? Oh, that one, laundry."

Miss Lingshi squeezed the solid wooden railing slightly out of shape, but every word in her mouth seemed to be squeezed out from the root of her teeth.

"Why did my subordinate want to—"

Yan Ce raised his head curiously and asked, "What did you say?"

Washing clothes, but also washing out flowers... and judging by the other party's context, he should have been forced to send a wave of discordant pornographic messages.

After her chest rose and fell for a while, she calmed down her fluctuating mood and said calmly: "It's okay, Your Highness, please go on your way."

"Why do I sound so terrified?"

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, showing a cold smile, "Hehe...don't be afraid, if you are afraid now, what will you do in the future?"

"..."

Are you even more afraid?I always feel that you want to make dumplings at night, Yance leek stuffing.

Forced to assign a mission, she sat in the carriage with the boy with the prepared revenge on her back. She didn't give Yan Ce any kindness along the way. Safe, those who want to kill Yan Ce can line up from the palace to the market outside the city.

In the afterglow of fallen leaves in autumn, the carriage was jolting along, and the silent time passed extremely slowly. The wind blowing through the small window brushed Yan Ce's long hair, and the young man watched the bustling people outside the small window of the carriage drifting away. Until disappearing into the hazy distance, gradually, the first encounter and the memories of another time and space flowed by bit by bit, and the memories of the two eras collided and merged in the mind.

In order to conclude a new agreement...

And Qin Wangzheng once said that "anything is fine" as a reward.

The world washed by the autumn rain exudes a fresh smell of earth, and it is sent into the carriage with the sound of frolicking.

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Xianyang, Piyong Academy.

In the academic officer's office, several high-ranking doctoral officials almost had cross marks on their foreheads, angrily reviewing volumes of homework slips.

"Recently, the children have been particularly slack in their homework. Gongsun Mu, Bai Li...they haven't moved a single word in their homework. They should be hung up and beaten. Tomorrow, I will call their father, or my father's father, to come and lead someone."

"No need, who else is there to get?" The capable male doctor picked out a roll of blank slips and sneered twice, "Directly inform Zongzheng, Shaofu... By the way, there is also old General Wang Jian, who will come to collect the corpse tomorrow. "

"By the way, I heard that my king appointed His Royal Highness Fusu's fiancé to transfer to a school to study."

A young female official reviewed the pleasing homework bamboo slips of the girls, and she was not as irritable as those sad doctors.

"Well, the letter has already been delivered to Mr. Gan. Mr. Gan has been envious of Mr. Fei's precious student for a long time, and this time it can be regarded as a success."

"It's rare to see someone who can write something that makes Mr. Gan admire."