Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"What, do you want to drink?"

Yan Ce nodded: "Yes, I'm quite irritable."

"That--"

A bit of wine dyed her cheeks light red, and the two lips soaked in the wine were shining with a cherry red color. She smiled and said, "The widow will teach you to drink, how about it?"

"..."

Yan Ce was stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a magical option, what kind of way did he agree?

Seeing the young man's unpretentious and true reaction, Wang bowed his head and asked with a slightly teasing tone: "As a reward, you should tell the widow what do you think of me now?"

Yan Ce's right eyelid began to twitch slightly.

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In the long-standing Wang Ting Xiaozhu, the dead branches in winter sway slightly in the melody of the cold wind.

Although Han Fei was demoted to a prisoner again and again, she was still the teacher of Gongzi Ce and Fusu, although in everyone's mind, her teaching level was not very good.

However, in Qin State, Mr. Fei is actually Prince Fu, and the King of Qin also treats Mr. Fei as a VIP among the prisoners. There is a separate courtyard, and there are guards who are responsible for guarding and delivering letters and maids for food .

Dressed in white, the cold and aloof teacher stood by the window and looked at the sky quietly. Han Fei turned his head slightly, and vaguely heard the familiar footsteps, and knew that it was the lovely student she regarded as his own who came to visit the prison. His eyes flashed After seeing the special look of relief, suffering, and panic intertwined with three complex emotions, she calmed down in less than a second.

The next moment, His Highness Fusu lowered his eyes and gently pushed open the door of the small black room.

In the shadows, Fusu lowered his head, his cheeks flickered for a moment, and asked softly: "Master, do you think I should take the initiative to forgive Yan Ce?"

Han Fei took advantage of Fusu's etiquette as a disciple, hurriedly closed the small window that opened to the garden, and looked at the hesitant little Princess Fusu with a guilty conscience.

Chapter 310 IX Is All Routine

"Master, is your complexion not very good?"

Fusu walked into Xiaozhu, raised her head suspiciously, looked around the environment twice, and saw Mr. Fei standing by the small window with a pale face, the puzzlement on her cheeks became more intense, she approached Mr. slightly, and asked.

Sir, I have endured the pressure that I shouldn't bear at this age.

I thought I could rely on confinement to do academics quietly, but your family who has a messy relationship forced you to stop talking about "difficulty" and "lonely anger"!

"I've stayed up too late lately, and my body is not getting used to it. It's just a small problem."

Han Fei pretended that nothing had happened. She didn't want to participate in the emotional entanglement between the two students and their parents, but the conditions did not allow it. If Han Fei had known that this day would happen, Han Fei might have been straightforward. Go around Yan Ce.

"Master, I always suspect that there are some secrets between my mother and Yan Ce that I don't know. As a son and minister, I shouldn't talk about the king, but my mother is willing to return to the country two days earlier, but it is not as expected by the Qin officials, and it is not even true. Punish Yan Ce a lot, just considering this point alone, it seems to be closer... closer than the mother and child I know?"

Fusu didn't waste too much time on meaningless things, and said something terrible in a worried tone, which instantly made Mr. Fei's fingers hidden behind his back tremble. With an increasingly complicated tone in his mouth, his legs subconsciously tensed slightly due to nervous thoughts, and he randomly raised his eyes with puzzled eyes, and looked directly at Mr. Fei opposite him.

"what do you think?"

"Fusu, you should be an illusion caused by too much work recently."

Actually.

I feel what you feel is what you feel.

Han Fei was no longer shocked and overwhelmed at first, and even a little accustomed to it. It was probably the wisdom that had been honed over the years that forcibly trained her.

"Is it really that simple?" Fusu said.

"Fusu, you have been wanting to do every state affairs as perfectly as the king recently, and you are too tired to think wildly. It will be fine to go back and rest for a few days."

"Maybe, I want to talk to my mother first."

The girl's straight eyes fell on the master, and once the husband showed any signs of abnormality, it would cause a chain reaction in a second, for example, Xi Ti world tree crown.

Therefore, teaching and educating people is too difficult.

Han Fei leaned against the window sill without changing his face, sighing secretly, why do you have such a messy relationship, why do you blame me for everything, is the master the transit point to maintain the balance of the relationship between you two royal families!

It's a pity that Mr. Fei's kind persuasion did not stop Fusu's little head from running fast, and the throbbing feeling rooted in Fusu's soul seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

But what really terrified Han Fei was Fusu's next words.

"But master."

Fusu's exquisite face revealed an indescribable inexplicable, "I had a dream last night. In the garden in the dream, my mother and Yan Ce were chatting intimately, but when I got closer, I found that I couldn't understand anything... "

"..."

Han Fei's eyes were a little dull, and he stared blankly at the little prophet in front of him. In other words, does this maturing prince girl know a little bit to hint that her teacher will be frank and lenient, or is it all due to blindness.

"what do you think?"

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The snow flies and the snow falls, and the clouds gather and disperse.

"Original thought."

Yan Ce showed a slightly puzzled color, which turned into determination in an instant. He didn't answer her question directly and accurately. What was the definition of the original idea?

"..."