Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Miss Lingshi pretended to be polite and said hello calmly. A trace of doubts arose in her heart. The person who struck up a conversation with her seemed to be a classmate of Gongzi Ce. I had a little impression that it was as strange as Gongzi Ce. It really is that birds of a feather flock together.

"Can I sit down?"

Gongsun's handsome and handsome face showed the elegance and indifference of a nobleman, as if he didn't call out that voice just now.

"……Can."

In the next moment, she hugged the required slips reflexively and changed a desk, with an indifferent expression on her face as if she saw insects like flies.

She could slap a fly to death, but it wasn't necessary, and it was troublesome and annoying.

However, she really underestimated the excessive desire of the adolescent nobles. Just as she bent her knees and sat on the soft cushion with a pen, she was about to write down the thoughts she had just interrupted.

If it's her subordinate, she guarantees that the corpse of the young master Gongsun will be dead.

"Miss, would you like to listen to me recite a poem called Shangxie?"

"No time, don't listen."

The last trace of patience was exhausted, and the remaining gentleness disappeared without a trace.

She paused and raised her eyes, staring at the noisy bug.

On the delicate face, there was a look of indifference and impatience intertwined, and in the dark eyes as quiet as the abyss, there was a chill like deep winter lurking.

Fragments of the afterglow outside the window sprinkled on her body, and the light golden tulle woven by the sun did not add any warmth to it.

Gongsun's heartbeat quickened. On this day, he began to believe in the possibility of love. Before, he was approachable, but now he says that strangers should not enter. The two diametrically opposed temperaments perfectly hit the boy's strike zone.

A cold older sister type woman.

After being rejected, Gongsun's lips twitched twice, his ability to speak eloquently in the past seemed to have been washed away, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

This is what it feels like to be in love...

Time seems to be at a standstill at this moment, there are only two people in the world who want to let this moment last until the sea is dry and the rocks are dead.

"I think... I, that, I want to be with... that is, that is..." Gongsun held up the silk, lowered his head, his face was slightly red, "this... for you."

Ling Shi said coldly: "Are you Gongzi Ce's classmate?"

"Yes."

Gongsun was a little happy. It turned out that the lady had an impression of him.

ill……

The chief steward in charge of the inner court of the royal palace, his favorability for this young Gongsun boy who was willing to degenerate and work with the son Ce was successfully reduced to the level of inedible pickled insects.

Miss Lingshi continued to use the scrutiny tone of a high-ranking person in the inner court, folded her hands on her chin, and asked indifferently: "Is this silk for me?"

"Yes, this silk...is only given to Miss."

But the excellent quality education enables Gongsun Xiao to adjust as soon as possible even if he is nervous when facing the person he likes.

Taking the clean silk with the face up, she glanced at it, and immediately recognized the source of the handwriting. The broken characters are unique in the Great Qin territory. As soon as she saw the words, she could immediately think of Yan Ce's heartless face.

Let's see what he wrote.

This completely unexpected shocking content made her expression froze. Generally speaking, things that have nothing to do with Qin Wangzheng seldom moved her, but what was written on the silk.

"Shangxie, I want to know each other with you, and I will live a long life without fading.

There is no mountain in the mountains, the river is exhausted

Thunder and tremors in winter, rain and snow in summer,

The heaven and the earth are united, but dare to break with the king. "

If it is not an illusion, this whiteness that cannot be whiter should be... a love poem.

After that--

for me? ? ?

At this moment, looking at this unreadable and barely recognizable character, the cold expression of the woman Furui Wubo became super exciting.

Chapter 190 Nine Ah, Becoming Evil!

Looking at Gongsun's classmate rushing to Huangquan like a wild girl from afar, and estimated the time, it has been more than half an hour, and Gongsun hasn't come back yet...

Gongsun Mu must not have been sent to die by Miss Lingshi, or why he hasn't come back after so long, why don't he skip class to rescue later, at least he can still show Gongsun in the name of a bunch of snacks A nice death pose.

Yan Ce ate the fruit prepared by Gongsun, drank the tea prepared by Gongsun, and flipped through the towels that Gongsun had folded for him. His conscience ached and he was happy.

I have to say, Classmate Gongsun is really easy to use.

The first Shanglin teacher finished his lecture on practical military theory, but the young masters and ladies living in Xianyang obviously didn’t have much interest in it. The retired military officer was packing up the lesson plans and preparing to return to the military law to deal with the little beast who was absent from class. After Lin teacher left, he lay in ambush Gongsun Cai in the garden of the school jumped out of the window and entered the classroom.

This Gongsun classmate was sitting next to Yan Ce, and Kai Zi, who spent all his "family wealth" to befriend Gong Zi Ce, was happily drinking cold water, but he drank fine nectar and jade dew.

He was a bit embarrassed because he had several cuts in his deep clothes, and there were no obvious injuries on his face, torso, or limbs. It was because there were no injuries at all that Yan Ce became more and more curious. .

That woman actually likes the young age, of course, the Lingshi himself is probably not that old, saying that the attribute of being young is exaggerated, and saying that she is Yujie is about the same.

Gongsun's expression seemed to be happy after being excited. Facing Yan Ce's doubts, he still showed that innocent expression of gratitude, smiling like a silly son of a landlord.

"Gongsun, you were not beaten?" Yan Ce exclaimed.