Ying Zheng showed a faint smile, held Yan Ce's hand, and walked to the most scenic spot in Xianyang.

"Rejection is sometimes more difficult than yes. You are better than I imagined, and you have always been like this."

Yan Ce followed her and gazed into the distance. The bright lights that greeted his eyes were as beautiful as a picture scroll. Yan Ce turned his head and saw the light shining in her eyes.

Hold the hand a little harder.

It is warm and soft to the touch that lingers between the fingers.

The wind is getting stronger.

She gently hugged the young man, pressed her cherry lips against his ear and asked, "What kind of emotion should you have for the widow? The widow is asking seriously this time. It's a chance. You can't say wrong."

Yan Ce was stunned for a moment, facing his ideal person who was close at hand, he fell into deep thought.

It would be a bit too exciting to talk about the relationship between mother and child. Yan Ce is still a child who doesn't understand such a messy intimacy.If it was a lover, why did Wang add the magical vocabulary of "should"? After thinking about it carefully, he didn't know how to answer it. This question is beyond the outline, so call the history teacher to solve it!

Let's deny a wrong answer first, lover.

"It should be the monarch and minister."

"So this is what you think in your heart. Is it really... very ordinary?"

Ying Zheng let go of Yan Ce lightly, and smiled in a teasing tone.

"Is that the correct answer?"

Ying Zheng thought for a moment, brushed the snow on the boy's forehead with his fingers, and said, "No."

Ah, I choose death.

Yan Ce instantly started the infinite regret mode.

"But it's not wrong." She continued with a smile, "Because your child has not told the truth every time on this issue, so there is no right or wrong."

Snowflakes were falling, she took off her coat, revealing the smart Hu suit on the inside, and then the coat was draped over Yan Ce's shoulders, carrying her warmth.

If ten years ago, there was such a boy by the side of the ten-year-old Qin Wangzheng... Maybe, no, it should be said, she would give him a few more chances to try.

It's a pity that I missed it for ten years, and now I haven't thought about letting Yan Ce continue to enter her world.

The courage of the young man is commendable and he will continue to work hard.

Chapter 340 Three Masters Overtake

How should I put it, this year is a little different from previous years. At least there is an extra figure around her. Although Yan Ce has always been passive in causing trouble and active in meritorious deeds, there is always a balance. She really wants Yan Ce to get acquainted with the future work quickly. But couldn't find a good reason at all.

She looked at the young man who didn't know what to think, and saw responsibility and responsibility in his tired eyes, as well as the good eyes from a year ago.

After a light snowfall, the temperature in the Western Qin Dynasty was probably still cold, but it was not as cold as the wind in the north. Even though the clothes were not too thick, Ying Zheng didn't feel much discomfort.

Looking far away, the lights are getting brighter and brighter, shining like stars in the Milky Way.

Standing on the top of the world, it adds to the loneliness of the wilderness. Her ten years of hard work and the savings of six generations of monarchs are all for seeing this moment today.

The process of change burns like wildfire in the land sheltered by the ancestors, and the turbulent emotion fills the whole chest. Stepping on the door of the main hall of the royal court, when passing by after the daily court meeting, I take a moment to watch the changes bit by bit, gradually , has been her habit for many years.

"General Wang is guarding the territory of Chu. Xiang Yan deliberately reserved a large number of troops in the battle and retreated to the fortress of Qi and Chu. King Qi retreated to a corner and did not dare to fight again. It will be completely belonged to the land of Qin."

She spoke plainly, narrating like a handful of clear water, the surrounding air was extremely silent, and even the howling wind could be clearly heard in her ears.

"Wang, you really have extra confidence in me."

Yan Ce couldn't help raising his eyes to look in the direction she was looking at.

From the long street under the snow to the vast stars hanging high in the sky.

"not at all."

She let go of their interlocked fingers, and said solemnly, "If you really don't worry, the widow has already prepared to greet the sergeants in person. The food and grass cost of 60 people is not a small amount. If your plan is successful, you can unite without bloodshed." , if it fails, the widow will order General Wang to wrap up quickly and end the war."

"If you haven't seen your plan completed for a long time, and General Wang asks for follow-up food, grass and military supplies, I will throw you to General Wang. You can find a way to solve it yourself, and I don't care about it."

The rest of the state government is not as rich as Yan Ce alone. He can really be called a wealthy country. He can work overtime to build a quarter of Xianyang, and he can also formulate a five-year project plan, technological improvement, etc., which is enough Imagine the amazing ability to owe debts of her son Ce.

"If it fails, General Wang Jian shouldn't grind his teeth and suck blood, he should cook me." Yan Ce lowered his head and thought.

"Who knows, maybe, Old General Wang will sell you to noble sons from all over the world, and those who were exterminated like to be dedicated to Qin's Young Master Yan."

Ying Zheng told the truth that most of the nobles from the six countries liked Yan Ce to such an extent that they were on the verge of madness and irritable. If they could unite and crowdfund to buy Yan Ce's parts, the young man would not even have a hair.

"You can't bear it."

Yan Ce is convinced.

His Majesty the Emperor frightened him like this, he must just want him to be more serious and cautious in the future, and then she must refute, Yan Ce took advantage of the situation to expose him to break the defense, as the saying goes, a master's move is a deadly move, as is the case in serious novels Write!

"Yeah, I have some regrets."

She nodded, then propped her chin in thought, her thin lips raised.

"Hey……"

Admit it?Routine... It doesn't seem to be the anti-routine, is it a straight ball!

Yan Ce's heart beat unconsciously for a second, vaguely feeling that it was a "warm winter".

The young man looked at the serious face of the black-haired woman beside him. There were no beautiful pupils that contained the slightest hypocrisy, and the delicate fair skin did not ooze crimson. It was only during the short time when Yan Ce was stunned that she bent down and met the steps. The gaze of the boy below was maintained at the same height, and the distance between lips seemed to be getting closer, as if he could feel the silent warmth of the winter night.

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