Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"But your tongue is too poisonous." Yan Ce couldn't help but said after being pointed out.

"It would be great if I could poison the useless Highness with my tongue."

"Forehead……"

"..."

During the brief silence, Yan Ce seemed to compose a terrifying scene from her words. As a pure young man whose heart runs through ancient and modern China and abroad, and who can be found in the Grimm's fairy tales, he subconsciously used colorful The paint outlines a scene of dirty, yet sensual, dirty things.

It's scary, it's so unscientific.

No matter how I think about it, I feel that if it turns into reality... No, without if, there is no possibility of existence from the root.

Fierce spirits and evil spirits are her essence!

What she said didn't have any special meaning, but if you think about it, it's like a spell with infinite magic power that will bring you into a fantastic fantasy, especially for a boy like Yan Ce who has a rich imagination .

In fact, the filthy sees the filthy.

"..."

Miss Ling Shi was slightly taken aback, and then her face turned ugly in an instant.Her thinking speed was no slower than Yan Ce's, and when she blurted out, she already knew that there was a big problem with what she said.

Gradually, the woman's eyes were suffocatingly cold, like a gloomy sky, spreading a cool chill, as if it could seep into the depths of the bone marrow from the pores and then freeze into ice.The suppressed killing intent almost condensed into a knife blade on those long charming eyes, scratching Yan Ce's annoying face over and over again.

This child, who dared to say anything in the past, now has more thought and speaks more concisely, but at the same time, it also makes her angry easily.

She said: "...you don't have to think about going back to the royal court anymore."

The voice is very cold, very flat, without emotional ups and downs.

However, he steadfastly attacked Yan Ce's weakest weakness.

This sentence was more effective than any venomous tongue, and the young man immediately put on a straight face, ready to argue to defend his positive image.

"Companion, actually, I mean—"

however.

She looked up at the dark sky full of stars, walked straight past the boy, ignored the boy who was chasing him, and walked back to her room alone and closed the door.

The whistling wind lifted the clothes of passers-by, and the bustling students drifted away. The dim candles in the classics library, which symbolized the first library of the royal family, flickered faintly. As soft as sleepwalking, the smell of war and gunpowder began to spread to the end of Kyushu without limit.

It was late at night, and all the sounds faded away.

High in the sky, the first drop of water condensed into ice crystals like cicada wings, and then countless fragile ice crystals swirled in the territory of Qin.

It is snow.

At the turn of late autumn and early winter, it snowed.

The white ice crystals like catkins overlap and cover, and the vast rivers and mountains are covered with a layer of white.

The snow fell bigger and bigger, and it was blown into the room, and the moment it landed, it melted into water again, and the water droplets gathered and dripped on the window sill.

Yan Ce quietly closed the door and window on his side, knocked on the door next door, and walked into her room without waiting for a reply. Under Miss Lingshi's indifferent gaze, she saw that she was busy talking to Chu The official diplomatic document, the boy did not make a sound.

Miss Lingshi took off her dress, leaving only a home-style white pajamas on her body. Since she had just taken a shower, her hair was sticking to her pink neck with moisture. The small piece of skin on the skin, the expressionless face was a little red from the hot water in the bath.

"Have you seen enough!"

The woman stared at Yan Ce with an indifferent expression, feeling particularly upset that her working time was delayed by the disgusting gaze of the young man.

"..."

Yan Ce immediately turned his head, feeling a little embarrassed, picked up the hair tie that had fallen by the window, brushed off the snow and dust, and placed it on a prominent position on the desk next to her to save her from rummaging through it.

Miss Lingshi raised her eyes for a look, then looked down again.

Her room is simply adhering to minimalism. She lives in whatever way the school assigns her, without adding extra furniture, which is too serious.

Yan Ce asked: "It's snowing, I'll bring you the thick clothes in the closet later, and later, I'll wash your top and skirt in the basin together with the ones I replaced?"

"kindness."

"By the way, do you have enough bedding? If it's cold at night, add another bed. The snow doesn't seem to stop for a while. It should be quite cold in the second half of the night. Don't catch a cold."

"……kindness."

The black-haired commander's voice was still as cold as ice and snow.

"Wang, did you say something else, such as when you can return to the royal court, or about you, or... me?" Yan Ce beat around the bush for a while before revealing the main purpose.

"No."

"What a quick answer!"

Miss Lingshi put away her hair tie, and stared at Yan Ce, who had almost said the words "you are absolutely lying", with an astonishingly calm expression.

"Sign your name."

The next moment, she threw a piece of written silk to Yan Ce like throwing trash.

"Yan State's diplomatic protest against Chu's despicable behavior?" Yan Ce glanced at it and said, "From the perspective of a bystander, it is just to show that Qin State's counterattack is just. Is this necessary now?"

"This is the official credential, the first step in diplomatic etiquette, and I will teach you from the basics in the future."

Miss Lingshi didn't want to explain too much to Yan Ce, who was an outsider, because an insider would naturally understand, and it would be meaningless for an outsider to explain carefully.