Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Whatever the reason, the King of Qin would put the prosperous world that she stared at countless times but couldn't get in the first place.

This situation is not stable.

"Yan Ce..."

This is when Yan Ce was thinking about how to enter the Qin Palace again, the weak female voice behind him called his name softly.

Yan Ce just turned his head and saw the panting Young Master Fusu running towards him in small steps.

The girl's face was alluringly flushed, from the neck to the base of her ears, and even her eyes were glowing with a hint of water. She gasped for breath, she was so tired that she was almost incapacitated after just running for a short distance.

She slowed down for a while, her little hands clenched her fists to press down her slightly curved little chest, smoothed her breath, and even nervously forgot to say hello to Miss Lingshi, and asked in a panic, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Yan Ce's expression was extremely helpless, "I didn't say anything, just slammed me out."

"It can even be said that I was blasted out before I even finished speaking."

"Is that so..."

The girl wiped the slightest drops of sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. She felt inexplicably ashamed because of this strange emotion.

Miss Lingshi looked at Young Master Fusu, who was so nervous that he unconsciously held his little hand, and smiled sweetly.

"Although His Majesty's government affairs are heavy, if Young Master Fusu is going to visit His Majesty, Wang will gladly allow it."

Yan Ce stood in front of Fusu, trying to reduce Fusu's contact with the commander as much as possible.Perhaps because of a man's intuition, he instinctively felt that Miss Lingshi had an indifferent attitude towards people and things other than King Qin, similar to how a bear child would only love his favorite toys, even if he destroyed the rest, there would be nothing left. The distorted worldview of stress.

He greeted the obviously malicious Miss Lingshi and asked, "I didn't say that to me just now, Fuxi Lingshi!"

"Of course." Miss Lingshi smiled meaningfully, "Young Master Fusu is the king's appointed heir, but you are not. Why should I let someone who angers the king enter the Qin Palace without authorization, even if he has so-called matter of urgency.”

This double standard is really slippery.

"...It's justified." Yan Ce sighed, holding his cheeks.

Fusu lowered her head and blushed. She lightly clamped the boy's cuffs with two fingers and pulled it down. Mosquito said, "How about we leave first?"

Wouldn't the crown prince of this era resist being forced into marriage? Even in the face of a tragic marriage, the only way is to endure, and even the partner of the marriage contract cannot be freely chosen. During the transformation process, some scenes in post-marital life, such as beds, kitchens, corners... are decorated with all kinds of gorgeous words full of yellow and violent atmosphere, which is enough to generate a book that makes contemporary pigs' hooves extremely excited and then sluggish in the next day. The perfect social security masterpiece will not only speed up the progress of the sages who are disgusted with the three-dimensional reality, but also control the unexpected population growth.

but!

If this happened to his friends, it would absolutely not be tolerated. It would be too bad to let an innocent girl become the victim of the empire to guarantee the behavior.

Marriage freedom, love freedom, bastard!

And if you roll the skin, I live in the harem with stuffing, and a boy who lacks love like him is super yearning!

Yan Ce inevitably had a little jealousy towards the partner of the marriage. Such a lovely girl was about to marry a big pig's hoof, and she couldn't bear it.

He knew that the fairy tales of the princess marrying the handsome prince in the Mary Sue TV series were all deceptive. Although political marriages were all mentioned in history textbooks, he couldn't help but like to delve deeper. Real royal marriages of the right age are as rare as two bald men's heads. 's little dummy.

The reality is actually that a [-]-year-old cow overturned the Hulunbuir prairie, or the subtropical group of piranhas licked the calf, licking the calf from head to toe, completely beyond the definition of li-fan. Just picking out a paragraph is a masterpiece that can destroy the eyes.

The dog-legged men in armor and swords calmly guarded the Qin Palace, not only because the inner side was their loyal king, but also because of the talisman order not far away.

Yan Ce put both hands on Fusu's shoulders, looking directly at the delicate face of the girl who was about to die of shyness, a serious flame ignited in her pupils.

"Do you want to marry someone else? You don't need to consider any interests, you don't need to consider any status. It's just your personal opinion."

"Well--!"

other people?

Fusu secretly raised her eyes and quickly avoided her, her cheeks were burning red, and the red was getting deeper and deeper, as if blood was oozing out. She wanted to stray from the sight of the young man that was so hot that he wanted to burn her together, but she didn't. Thinking of the boy getting closer and closer, the foreheads of the two almost collided, making her unable to hide.

"Do you want to, or don't want to?"

What is a personal idea?

"I have no idea."

"As long as you speak, I will help you."

Although he didn't know what the young man had misunderstood, Fusu felt a touch of emotion in his heart.

Silently repeating Yan Ce's earnest assurance, the girl lowered her head and covered her heart with her palms, quietly feeling the violent beating of her heart.

Fusu's eyes flashed a soft light.

"Really?"

Yan Ce nodded, "I will definitely help you!"

Time seemed to freeze here, and under the falling silver light, amid the cicadas, the girl blinked, enjoying the peaceful silence.

for a long time.

Fusu smiled lightly.

The girl's smile is very gentle, and it is completely parallel to the domineering of the king.

The sadness and shyness of the past were dissipated in the smile.

She said, "Then we'll talk about it later."

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