Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

However, as the master and the prisoner, how would she say such a thing, how would she say it.

"Master?" Yan Ce called softly.

She hesitated for a while, her face was as cold as ever, the top of the bamboo slip in her hand lightly pressed against her lips, and said lightly, "Not here."

For a while, Yan Ce couldn't help but froze. After thinking for a long time, he straightened his face, saluted as a junior, and tentatively asked, "Mr. Fei?"

Han Fei sat on the edge of the bed, raised his eyes and continued, "Not here either."

"There is a caged bird with no future to speak of here. Do you think the cuckoo cuckoo in this cage is crying for freedom?"

Han Fei gently shook the bamboo slip in his hand, tilted his head and pretended to be thinking, and said to himself.

A faint smile appeared on the cold cheeks, and the smile contained unspeakable sorrow and sigh.

"No, the fate of a bird in a cage is already doomed, even struggling is hopeless, and it is up to people to bow down. How can one expect the mercy of the superior? The so-called wailing is only to warn the same family with their own sorrow not to repeat the same mistakes."

"I do not know what you mean."

I finally made a bunch of drafts for the ideological and political class, but you planned to give me a fable line, why don't you continue to do your studies, Mr. Fei.

Yan Ce blinked and calmly expressed that he did not understand.

This student is very smart, but also very dull. Sure enough, there is no such thing as a perfect person.

But she also wants to see that one day, this child will be able to take over the power, guard the royal court, continue the broken dreams of hundreds of families, and ensure that the great governance after this chaos will not be overturned.

Han Fei let out a long sigh, put down the booklet, and turned to mention the student in a more simple way. He said helplessly, "You are the son of Yan Kingdom, but now, where do you live?"

The boy's cheeks became dazed for a moment, and he didn't understand what Mr. Fei wanted to ask, and replied strangely: "Qin Wanggong."

"Yes, it's Xianyang..."

The cold woman who lived alone in the school nodded her head, but the next moment her pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme, "Wait—! Qin Wang Palace!!!"

Numerous thoughts filled Han Fei's mind in an instant, confusion, panic, and all the emotions were staged over and over again on that beautiful face that had always been quiet.

The Palace of the King of Qin, the exclusive bedroom of the King of Qin, has never heard of anyone of the opposite sex entering that bedroom.

Wait, did she hear it wrong? !

The Qin Palace, that should be—

Mr. Fei's expression finally froze in shock.

She smiled extremely stiffly, her tongue knotted in shock, and she stammered a little: "Young Master Ce, you, you, you should, you are talking about Xianyang Palace!"

Yan Ce suddenly realized and smiled: "Oh, the palace where King Qin lives can also be called Xianyang Palace."

"Boom!"

Mr. Fei accidentally released his hand, and the book slip fell from his slender hand and rolled to the ground.

Just now, the complex look of Qin Wangzheng with a hint of hesitation flashed in his mind, and the woman's evasion was so flat that she could hardly hear the emotion in it.

God, this... Who is this prince prepared for!

This chaotic relationship can no longer be sorted out. What is this? Yan Ce is still a child...

Although marrying a husband in the identity of the King of Qin, or even saying that he is a few years younger, no one will criticize it, but what are you going to do with your daughter like this!

No, I can still think about health, for example, I plan to tune/teach first, and then give it to my daughter——

omg...

In an instant, the three views are like a mirror that has been hit hard, and they are fragmented.

Mr. Fei was stuck in the shell for a long time, and his lips were slightly opened for a long time, and she could not close it for a long time. She vaguely felt that she felt as if she had noticed something incredible.

Han Fei regretted it.

After a long while, she covered her face, and she couldn't say a word of the words that were so sharp and pointed to the heart.

God! ! !

Chapter 33 Do you know the gossip?

The world fell into endless silence.

Silver light pierced through the window and sprinkled on Mr. Fei's feet.

The world view, accompanied by the image of Ying Zheng as the supreme and domineering queen in the woman's mind, shattered into pieces.

This extremely deserted Legalist Daxian continued to be in a state of ignorance for a long time, and no adjective could perfectly describe the strange state of mind at the moment.

There is no solution for special emotions at all in the concept of thousands of sages!

After the long silence, Yan Ce was full of question marks, and habitually raised his hand and asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's alright..."

The answer seemed a little flustered, but she tried her best to pretend to be as calm as ever.

Han Fei bent down and tried to pick up the fallen bamboo slip, his fingers trembling slightly, he clenched the slip tightly, leaned slowly against the window and looked at the shattering shadows of the swaying treetops, turned his head, the corners of his lips rose, and his smile was bright and brilliant.

"Yan Ce, it's getting late, and it's too late if you don't watch the moon, why don't you go outside first?"

"what?"