Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Therefore, Ying Zheng made a decision.

Let him continue to be sad.

The sunlight shone through the snowflakes and branches, light golden, and poured down on the two people under the snow. It was a dreamlike and beautiful picture scroll that no one could bear to destroy.

"You...you can't forget it, right?" Yan Ce paused, and still chose to use the honorific title to address the most honorable woman in this world.

"When it's just you and me, if you really can't change the address, then you don't have to change it. It's uncomfortable for you to say it, and it's uncomfortable for me to hear it. Of course, it's necessary for occasions, and the proper etiquette cannot be perfunctory."

Ying Zheng snatched the jug from Yan Ce's arms with one hand, and tapped his flushed cheek with his handkerchief-wrapped fingertips, making a small depression.

"Okay, let's put aside the question of etiquette for now, what kind of answer does the underage boy next to the widow want to get?"

"..." Yan Ce blinked, then, intending to decipher Ying Zheng's teasing, pinched the finger that was poking him in the face.

"That's right, how can I forget the promise I made?"

Ying Zheng pulled out his fingers with a smile, leaving only the handkerchief to Yan Ce, and his regretful look clearly reflected in her eyes.

"Wang, you will go back on your word."

"I won't, but I will. That's why I say I forgot. Since I said I forgot, I forgot. Boys who are too serious won't be likable."

As a generation of emperor, Yingzheng's mind and stamina will naturally not allow her to break her promise and lose weight, but it does not mean that she will follow Yan Ce's thoughts and respond to the messy thoughts in his head without even taking a half-way round , but it will make the finally stable world mess up again, and of course she doesn't know how to respond.

"..."

My king, you look so handsome when you are sophistry, do other people know?

Yan Ce clutched his forehead, God, dare you slap me, I suspect that this is a dream, the Nine Tribulations Thunder and the Samadhi True Fire on the Xiuxian film set will all come to Yan Xiaoce to cheer me up.

Just when Yan Ce was frustrated, the gap in the small window a little further away was vaguely widened, and then the wind picked up.

Ying Zheng moved his body, leaned his shoulders lightly against the young man, looked up at the snow and the sky together under the tree, clamped the mouth of the jug with two fingers, and shook it gently.

In the bright eyes, what is reflected is the pot and the sky, and the pure and turbid world.

The clouds in winter gather and disperse.

She said in a loud voice: "People often say, peeking into the window and seeing the sky."

Stretch out your arms and spread your five fingers, trying to grasp the sky.

"The sky you see is just a passing cloud."

"The prosperous age that can be obtained after a few years can extend the blessings of the Qin State for thousands of years? I don't know. But what I know is that when I walk in the market in Xianyang, every household in the Qin State can show a smile when I see it. Scholars from other countries... the wish turned out to be really simple."

"What you wish in this life, what you wish in the next life, and the next life in the next life... all belong to Qin!"

"I only wish that I, Qin Jian, can support the universe, and I only wish that prosperity can also be Chang'an... I only wish that fine wine...drink for a while longer."

He raised his pink neck and poured the precious wine into his mouth. Then, the jug fell to the ground, soaking the soil, and the aroma of the wine gradually permeated the air.

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at Yan Ce and said with a smile: "I only hope that you can continue the lifelong wish of King Qin. If everyone can look up and see the blue sky above you and me, I will agree to all your requests. how?"

"Use the same trick twice, no matter how stupid I am, I probably won't be fooled." Yan Ce had a complicated expression on his face, "Besides, this time is even more difficult than last time. Once it was everyone, the difficulty immediately increased countless times, it is completely impossible, it is too difficult for me."

"What a disobedient bad boy."

Although she smiled wryly, her cheeks approached slowly, her cherry red lips exhaled hot air, and gently patted on the handkerchief.

The wind blows, the snow falls, and the branches sway.

Lips touched a thin handkerchief.

Across the handkerchief, on the other side was the young man's drunken and slightly shocked face, which was extremely red and seemed a little hot.

It's as if time has stopped flowing here.

At this moment, it seems to be infinitely extended.

however--

Lips, touch and leave.

"This is the punishment for breaking the agreement, are you satisfied?"

The woman's voice revealed a sense of helplessness, as if she had to satisfy a child's excessive demands, and looked at the boy beside her gently.

"Bad boy."

pS: Ah, with red eye circles, red nose, Gugu Ji who doesn’t ask for leave for a cold, is an incompetent Gugu, one chapter lasts more than three hours, and the efficiency is extremely low, I can’t do it, I’m going to eat .

Chapter 320 His and Her Daily Life

Looking directly at Yan Ce, who was a little sluggish, Ying Zheng slapped his forehead heavily, and said with a helpless smile, "Have you started to think wildly? The boy's thoughts are all on his face, but it's really easy to understand. Obviously, at the beginning, he was right. The widow is quite in awe, maybe there is part of the reason for the widow."

Now, it is entirely because of the king!And how can I stop thinking about it, the current progress of being captured is [-]%.

Yan Ce couldn't help but become active, took off the handkerchief sticking to his face, didn't wash it anymore, and decisively sealed the box and kept it as a souvenir.

Then the body moved a little closer to her and two points closer, shoulders touched, snuggled up under the same sky, listening to the lingering sound of the wind and returning to tranquility.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed.

At this moment.

The soft touch vaguely stayed on his face, but his lips had long since left.