Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Seeing her about to collapse, Ting Wei was puzzled.

Although Han Fei signed or not, Tingwei could settle the case with zero confession, but in order to take care of her emotions, he still didn't force Han Fei to do anything. Everyone's ability.

"If you don't sign, don't sign. I'm really sleepy. If you don't sleep, I will go to sleep."

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Yan Ce, who was supposed to leave Wang Ting to go back to school, walked into the interrogation room, looked at the two people who were life and death enemies, the boy smiled and said hello, "Good evening, sir, good evening, Mr. Ting Wei."

Miss Ting Wei lay on the table, dozing off, and asked in confusion: "Your Highness Ce, why are you here at this time?"

"It's all a misunderstanding, let Mr. Fei go. Here, this is Fusu's personal letter." Yan Ce took out a roll of white silk and put it on the case.

Ting Wei: "???"

Seeing the hopeful light in Han Fei's eyes, Yan Ce continued: "Since it was a misunderstanding, I'll take Mr. back first. This guy who just celebrated the New Year can't stay in the cell."

"Ah? Ah... It's a misunderstanding, that would be great."

Ting Wei frowned, and glanced up and down at the letter Yan Ce handed over, it seemed to be His Highness Fusu's handwriting, while she was struggling, Yan Ce had already taken Mr. Fei away.

"Wait, it's not stamped with Mr. Fusu's seal, it's not a fake!"

……

……

Han Fei was relieved and puzzled, and said, "At this time, you are the only child who still believes in me. I am a little touched, Master, but Fusu's child woke up so quickly, and he can write a letter so quickly. Did you bring it here?"

"What are you talking about, master? I asked someone to forge that letter as soon as I heard the maid said that you assassinated Fusu and went to jail."

Yan Ce said sincerely.

"Master, you run quickly. I brought these for the fare on the way. As for Fusu, I will explain it to you. Don't feel too guilty, Master. I have learned from Shang Ji about your past. I've heard it, I... can understand."

"..."

You don't understand!

The last trace of emotion disappeared without a trace.

Han Fei's eyes were darkened, and tears were in his eyes.

No, it's too difficult, it's really too difficult!

Chapter 340 Seven Unwelcome People

"Mr. Fei intends to assassinate son Fusu... the first joke of the new year?" Miss Lingshi said with a slightly annoyed expression on her face, "Whether Mr. Fei really wants to commit a crime or not, according to what you said, this matter It has been handed over to Mr. Ting Wei, and I have no reason to interfere with this matter."

Yan Ce looked at the indifferent Miss Lingshi and nodded, "I understand...even if you can't help, you don't have to blame yourself."

Under Yan Ce's teasing, Miss Lingshi sent out countless dangerous messages, and her eyes became sharp.

"Is this the reason why you hid Mr. Fei with me with peace of mind, Young Master Ce!"

The tone of the calm voice increased by four or five percentage points in an instant.

On the side, Mr. Fei was completely desperate. After she told the truth, let alone her pro-student, even she felt like she was making it up.

Han Fei could only temporarily carry the two major crimes of "Assassination of the Royal Family" and "Escape from Prison" and followed Yan Ce from the royal court to the sealed palace gate and then back to the Lingshifu, otherwise he would be chased by the Tingwei who led the jailers. Simply and neatly go to death.

But on the first day of the new year, the husband, who was not in a very beautiful mood, vaguely felt that the next year might not be smooth, so her chest was filled with sadness, and she stood in the courtyard and looked at the moon alone.

"Don't be so irritable. If someone finds this, you can say that I threatened to do it. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" Yan Ce poured a glass of water, took a sip, and was also sleepy. Small wear marks, "It seems to be your teacup, it shouldn't matter."

Miss Lingshi was woken up by Yan Ce, and she was so irritable that she wanted Yan Ce to hit the ground and beat her up, but for the sake of New Year's Eve, she didn't want to affect her mood in the future.

"You threaten me, just rely on you?"

Every time a word is uttered, the tone of the voice becomes heavier.

As the person in charge of military force in the civil service, Miss Ling Shi, who is proficient in law, crushed Yan Ce in terms of professionalism and force.

"It's a funny joke."

"Drink less scented tea, green tea is very suitable for you."

"Please face up to the current time, Mr. Ce, it is midnight! To be precise, it is ugly time, please, no, you leave my bedroom now."

"Is the tea from last time still in the drawer?"

Yan Ce pressed his butt against the corner of her quilt, sat by the bed and flipped through the drawers as if familiar.

"Young Master Ce, my patience has a limit."

"found it."

Yan Ce opened the drawer where she put her hair accessories, took out the tea pot and twisted some tea leaves. The tea was stretched in the hot water, but the green money floated, and the true meaning of the tea could not be seen.

Of course, in the middle of the night, no one except night owls is in the mood to care whether the tea is artistic or not.

"Give."

Yan Ce's voice showed obvious gentleness, and he handed the cup to her mouth. The young man smiled and said, "You sleep with you, and I will stay by the bed and never move."

"roll!"

Seeing the expression on Yan Ce's face, Miss Lingshi looked like she was going to kill someone.