Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Sir, please come with me." Gan Luo smiled again, and changed the address of the other party. In her eyes, this person is no longer Daqin Youxiangguo.

"Thank you, Shangqing... my lord."

Mr. Changping also laughed, and changed the title as Gan Luo wanted.

Chapter 260 My surname is Yan, I don't do pyramid schemes

Turning back to Yan Ce's point of view, it was supposed to be a good trance class, but was called by Mr. Lin, who looks like Lu Da, to report to Gan Shangqing. After walking two steps, he saw Ling who was regarded as Yan Ce's guardian Miss Shi was called by another instructor, and they were whispering in a corner.

About ten minutes later, Miss Lingshi dragged Yan Ce over, bowed slightly to the instructor, and bid farewell to this honest instructor.

In the next moment, the beautiful face changed from gentleness to shocking indifference.

"I want Gan Shangqing to interrogate you personally, may I ask which government rule the Crown Princess violated?" she asked.

The sinister gaze scanned Yan Ce, as if trying to pierce the boy's mind.

Yan Ce: "..."

My real identity is actually a prisoner, I already need to use such a dangerous word as "trial", and why do you, as a temporary companion, have to play the role of my parent!

This is a reprint called Parents, it has a strong sense of sight.

The expression on Yan Ce's face was unusually subtle.

On the side, Yan Ce squinted, and looked at her without any timidity, "I said Mr. Ling, can you hope that I will be better, and I have been keeping my own place for a long time, not to mention my spare time. You took up the make-up class, and the noble lady in the next class asked me out three times, and I didn't find time to respond."

Hearing this, Miss Ling Shi's face was slightly cold, and she said indifferently: "The princess probably thinks that I like to give you extra lessons. It seems that His Highness can already understand and apply the six chapters of the Law of Qin Law, so I don't need to do it." It's troublesome. I hope His Highness can maintain his poor integrity on the eve of the exam, and please don't break into my room without permission on the night before the exam."

"Okay, I'll knock on the door next time. Comrade, I didn't say that you are wrapped in that kind of tight pajamas every night, which almost covers the skin on your neck. The pajamas are faster than your current one." Conservative dress. Also, your white nightgown is too—”

Seeing that Miss Lingshi narrowed her eyes, showing vague annoyance that she wanted to behead the boy here, Yan Ce decisively changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, why did Professor Gan want to see me, and even called you here? Do you feel that the atmosphere in the school today is a bit depressing. The professor who called you just now, in my impression, has always been out of temper. Not as stable as it is now."

Yan Ce leaned into Miss Lingshi's ear and spoke in a low voice.

"Head, move away."

The earlobe was itchy, and Miss Ling frowned, and kicked the boy's calf.

However, under Yan Ce's reminder, she also noticed a change in the atmosphere during the teaching.

"Or worry about the possibility of animal behavior. When getting along with the bad Highness, it is natural to consider safety issues."

Walking on the white snowy road, Miss Lingshi sarcastically mercilessly, secretly vigilant, and held up her umbrella.

This heavy snow is really rare, it lasted a whole day and night, the snow path was finally swept out, it was narrow, and Yan Ce leaned over to avoid the snow on his own initiative, which made Miss Lingshi very reluctant to let go. Small portion of space.

Walking side by side in this way has to get a little closer.

Yan Ce would rub against the woman's shoulders from time to time while walking. The snow path was really too narrow. He found that because the two of them shared an umbrella, the snow from the back of their necks melted and stuck Miss Lingshi's hair to the skin.

The teenager brushed off the snowflakes, and at the same time helped her comb her hair. It can be said that he has perfected the precautions for making friends.

Then Miss Lingshi directly showed a frightening look that wanted to push the boy into the snow and bury him.

The cold gaze pierced Yan Ce viciously.

……

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The governor's office, commonly known as the principal's office.

Walking from the main reception hall to the official office, Gan Luo left after arranging the teaching work, while Mr. Changping sat in her office temporarily.

He drank tea quietly, looking at the early winter sky in the heavy snow.

Until the moment Yan Ce entered the door, the dull atmosphere was finally broken.

Lord Changping's eyes lit up when he saw Young Master Ce, and he smiled and said, "It's the first time we meet, Young Master Ce of Yan State."

"Hello, may I ask, who is this uncle, and, have you seen Professor Gan?"

"She went to deal with the work of the school, and she has no time to come back, so please sit down first." Changping Jun said with a faint smile.

Yan Ce shook the snow outside the door first, while Miss Lingshi looked disgusted and stood a little far away from the boy so as not to get his clothes dirty.

The moment Miss Lingshi raised her eyes, there was a ripple in her pupils, like the ripples when a stone smashed through the lake.

"You Xiangguo..."

"kindness?"

Mr. Changping shifted his gaze to Lingshi, and tried his best to find the long-buried memories.

"You... I have some impressions. You are... the female official who was selected by the king to enter the palace after the Yongcheng Rebellion. Oh, yes, I remembered that the king praised me before. It was only so big at that time, but Always look cold."

Mr. Changping smiled easy-goingly, raised his hand and gestured twice.

"Thinking about it, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. I didn't expect to meet old people in Xianyang. How are you doing recently?"

Miss Lingshi stood beside the young man, squinting at Yan Ce who was smiling back, she still failed to pass the aristocratic etiquette in dealing with others.

She was trying to take into account the poor self-esteem of the princess, and said: "Thank you, Xiangguo, for your concern. I was recently appointed by the king to supervise your son Ce's study, and he is doing well."

After exchanging pleasantries, Mr. Changping sat across from Yan Ce and poured half a cup of hot tea for the boy.