Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Then he coldly ordered him to take all the quilts in her room outside to dry, and then the woman picked up the needle and thread, and carefully sewed the torn corners of the clothes with silk threads of the same color.

However, the seam level is average.

the level of ordinary people.

She opened her lips, gently tore off the thread with her teeth, twirled the wet thread with her fingers, cut off the excess, and smoothed out the folds.

When Yan Ce came back from drying, he threw the clothes on him, the woman walked to the door, bent over to put on her shoes, walked back to the room with a cold face, and closed the door heavily.

Chapter 240 Desperate +1 +1 Mr....

At the same time, in the depths of the distant royal court.

Ms. Ting Wei greeted the guards on both sides, holding the list of deputy selections for the perfunctory work, and gently knocked on the gate of the courtyard. After a long while, no one responded, and she stepped into the courtyard without waiting for the owner's consent.

At this time, an extremely self-disciplined person like Han Fei would not walk around at will. The only possibility was that she didn't want to see this senior official.

The piles of books on the book case are so high that Han Fei wrote several articles on "Speak Difficulty" and "Lonely Anger", trying his best to preserve what he has learned in the form of words. Life cannot be passed on, but thoughts can last forever continuation.

It was so quiet that only the slight sound of waving a brush could be heard, and the door was slowly pushed open. Unexpectedly, it was a different "old friend".

Tingwei is nothing more than using her most cherished student to mock her and destroy her will.

Only Tingwei can be so boring.

Bored enough to take destroying Mr. Non as a hobby.

"Trespassing without the owner's permission, Mr. Ting Wei, you are in charge of the prison, so you should know how to judge the crime."

Han Fei stopped writing and looked up, rolled up the article, and calmly placed it on the pile of slips.

"Punishment for trespassers, do I still have to order my subordinates to tattoo my face? Even if I really ordered it, you should ask the jailers if they dare."

After Miss Tingwei pissed off Han Fei, she didn't feel as proud as before, but her face became more and more introverted.

She took a deep breath and exhaled quietly, calming down the chaotic state of "witnessing a hundred thousand peggies descending to the Tianshan Mountains to wipe out the world's old demon Hui Tailang", and sat in front of another desk.

Mr. Fei's eyes were clear, and he looked directly at Mr. Ting Wei, whose expression was so complicated that it was difficult to describe.

Han Fei had a faint ominous omen.

Could it be that her student has really become smoother than she expected?

The young man whose eyes are always on the millennium, the child who is quite heroic, has already begun to develop in the direction of Lu Buwei...

Han Fei didn't say anything, and stared straight at Miss Tingwei who was also silent, and no one spoke again.

"..."

"..."

A dead air filled every corner of the hut.

"……How did you know."

The owner of that voice was very puzzled, with a touch of shock.

Ah? ? ?

what happened?

What do I know!

On the side, Han Fei saw Miss Tingwei's pale face, even though he was in a comfortable mood, he was even more confused. He turned his head to look at the clouds that gathered and dispersed in the sky, very calm.

"I do not know how?"

After a long silence, Ting Wei let out a long sigh, and said: "I thought that locking you in the Qin court could slowly erase your keen intuition... I lost, is this a genius? A mediocrity and a genius will never... never be able to... chasm to cross."

After finishing speaking, the scene of yesterday's conversation with Mr. Fei suddenly flashed in Ting Wei's mind. Han Fei was sure of her student, but sighed slightly.

It must be because Mr. Ce used extraordinary means to establish a good relationship with Miss Lingshi who was extremely tough——

Mr. Fei already knows...

But Han Fei tried his best to hide it. He just didn't say anything, and held back until the last time to tease her.

He was deceived by her cold face like a fairy again.

So scheming, too scheming.

Even if Han Fei didn't choose Legalism, even if he became a political strategist with eloquent words, he would still be able to stand on the top of the mountain and overlook all living beings.

Miss Tingwei sighed again, and said lightly: "I thought the gap between you and me would decrease with time. Unfortunately, I didn't know until today. Saints to look up to."

It is not easy to get such high praise from Miss Tingwei, an old friend and enemy. This adult has bet his political future for ten years, and he will not lose heart, saying yes It is not too much to be proud, so there are not many people who can get her praise.

and so--

The praise made Han Fei even more uncertain.

do not!

I don't want to know what happened in the school. It's not that my students not only didn't become smooth, but instead carried forward their free-spirited mind, and they did such earth-shattering things!

That boy Yan Ce...he really might be able to do it!

Could it be that it is so old that it will implicate Fei as a teacher, Yan Ce, please don't torment Master...