Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yan Ce nodded, leaning against the wall, his eyes were sympathetic and pity.

Mo Zhong, who was clearly reunited with his family before seeing Gongzi Ce, felt that his life had fallen into a trough at this moment, and the dark formal attire that showed the prudence of a middle-aged man left only a little bit of disappointment that shouldn't have been left.

Mo Zhong, one of the few people who carry the tripod of the Mohist family, is a literati, a hermit, and an elegant scholar. He has restrained himself extremely hard, and he looks like a good gentleman internally and externally, but now he drinks one sip after another.

It is rare to get drunk a few times in life.

He wanted to get drunk again and forget the current sorrow.

He gulped himself down.

carefree.

Have fun...

"Young Master Ce, the harness you mentioned can be made into a mold with a little modification. Just leave it to my little Yanzhi, and it will be no problem if I help you change it. My little Yanzhi can take two or three days at the slowest." It’s done, and it’s not too difficult except for the horseshoe.”

"Thank you, Uncle Mo."

"After finishing the business, come, have a drink with me."

Mo Zhong's expression seemed to be crying and smiling, the more he drank the wine, the more he wanted to cry.

"I don't drink anymore, the one in the room won't let me drink."

Yan Ce shook his head, resolutely refused to drink like a good baby.

"You were kicked out by your wife too."

A feeling of sympathy and sympathy welled up spontaneously, Mo Zhong recalled the interaction between the young man and that cold beauty last night, raised his eyes and couldn't help but chuckle.

"She's not my wife... If you have to locate her, it should be something like a watcher." Yan Ce coughed twice and explained seriously.

But for some reason, Mo Zhong laughed very strangely, as if he heard something funny.

So, did you all know what happened last night, but I, the client, didn't know.

Mo Zhong hiccupped, sneaked to the window and glanced into the room, then lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Don't tell Mr. Fusu, even if she knows, she must refuse to admit it."

Yan Ce: "???"

"My head-to-toe injuries are a lesson from the past. Young people should be careful, and don't be found out too often. It's not good. Schools and royal courts have their own advantages and disadvantages. It's easy to be addicted and easy to hurt your body."

"Uncle Mo, did I and her last night—"

As soon as the voice started, the next moment.

Yan Ce's backup plan was balled into a ball and accurately thrown onto the boy's head. After hitting him, he deviated at an angle and rolled away into the wind for a long distance. Yan Ce had no choice but to run for a long time to chase the design back.

On the side, Mo Zhong didn't expect Miss Lingshi's reaction to be so big, he raised his head stiffly and saw the woman who interacted with the child last night standing in front of the window with a cold face.

Frosty.

There was no warmth to speak of on the delicate and beautiful face, especially when facing the drinking buddy who was with Yan Ce last night and was messing around, the coldness escalated again.

The dangerous eyes looking down make people feel like falling into the abyss, without any words, just looking at it can understand the faint threat hidden in it.

In just one second, Mo Zhong lost his drunkenness by three points.

"Hey, you threw me the blueprint again, it's too much!"

Being far away from the two of them, Yan Ce frowned and shouted.

This woman's character is getting worse and worse.

"whispering sound……"

But she only reminded her because she had reached the limit of her patience, and when she saw that Yan Ce had returned, she turned her head decisively and closed the window.

Only Mo Zhong and Yan Ce were left staring at each other.

Mo Zhong patted the young man on the shoulder with the tone of someone who came here, and sighed: "Son, you must not follow Uncle Mo's old path. It's good to be single-minded, yes, single-minded."

What do you mean, can you not play charades?

Yan Ce: "???"

Chapter 210 The Protagonist Is Sad Today (520 Happy)

At this moment, Yan Ce kept thinking about all kinds of possibilities, harmonious and disharmonious, and successfully doubled his psychological shadow area.

Instead of thinking about whether there is something or nothing, it is better to focus on improving self-worth now. Yan Ce knows that there are not many factors that he actively influences, especially when Fusu ascends the throne. A righteous backstab is almost impossible, unless he picks up two kitchen knives and assassinates all members of the Anti-Soviet Party head-on, he can only wait slowly.

The Kingdom of Wei is about to perish, and the next target must be the Kingdom of Chu. The biggest resistance after the Kingdom of Zhao, the final battle planned by the old general Wang Jian, is precisely to kill the Kingdom of Chu at the least cost, and to make the value of the harness To increase to the maximum value, promotion, approval, and adoption must be completed before the battle between Qin and Chu.This is the only key to him that can affect the war, and he has achieved such a feat that the prime minister has nothing to say.

Yan Ce rubbed his chin, and the direction of the timeline is back on track. I don't know if he can turn the tide when the empire is threatened with destruction. Maybe the timeline will change. Judging by King Qin's physical condition, he can at least be 50 times stronger. In [-], Fusu didn't know that he was going to be the prince for decades.

In the corner, the young man was thinking. When we first met, there were five people and six people. The upright Uncle Mo disappeared. Now he has completely fallen into evil. Even if there are two orthographic characters written on his thigh, people will believe him.

The man stared at the sky in silence, lifted the pot and took a big gulp for himself, the wine spilled from the corner of his mouth without realizing it.

Like a person with a story.

I have stories, I have wine, but no one listens.

The noble ladies passing by saw Young Master Ce and this drunk man wrapped in bandages and zongzi, covering their mouths, talking in a low voice, their eyes were almost full of capitalized jokes.

"It seems that he was kicked out by his own maid?"