Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

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Miss Lingshi stepped on the floor with her bare feet, looking down at the frowning Yan Ce, with a little dissatisfaction in her eyes, she said coldly: "His Highness Fusu would be suspicious of me because of a young master Ce, this paragraph Time, I am afraid that if His Highness wants to come to me often, you really caused me a little trouble."

Yan Ce replied quickly, with a bit of resentment in his tone, "Didn't you torture me enough just now, okay! The two cancel each other out."

"It's not only me, but also your troubles. Your Highness should be thinking about eating you now, please make a plan to do it yourself." Miss Lingshi warned with a blank expression.

"No." Yan Ce said firmly.

She combed the hair around her ears, looked at the boy for a while, he felt uncomfortable being looked at, she couldn't help moving her body, seeing this, the woman turned and sat back on the bed.

"I'm going to take a nap," she said softly.

"Oh."

"I'm going to take a nap!" she repeated, emphatically.

"En?" Yan Ce the thinker suddenly raised his head and blinked.

"Get out now!"

pS: Sad, take medicine, go to bed early, good morning, good night.

第380八章 假假真真

In a quiet moment, the clouds in the sky dissipated, the sun fell through the gaps in the clouds, and the warm breath could not enter the deep palace. Fusu walked out of the palace alone, his head was in a mess, so he walked faster and faster.

The girl raised her head, and the vast sky was already as clear as blue, and the clouds and tides scattered into clouds of smoke, which were annihilated in an instant. The more she gazed, the more she realized how small she was.

The good news is that things are lying.

Yan Ce and her should not be too entangled, the tone from the beginning was aimed at the relationship between him and Yan Ce, the purpose was too strong, but it was a trick, once he calmed down, he would discover many fatal doubts.

As for the bad news, it is also a lie.

That female officer rarely lied, and in most cases it was unnecessary, but it didn't make sense to make an exception for a disgusted teenager.

Therefore, Lingshi must have hidden something that she didn't know, and this incident must be the key point that made her change her mind about Yan Ce.

"Mother……"

Fusu unconsciously walked to the gate of King Qin's Palace and stopped.

What came into view was the majestic palace that hadn't changed in ten years. Whether it was midsummer or severe winter, the guards on both sides of the gate looked at each other, and then they all bowed their heads to Fusu and saluted, as if they were asking the young master if he would like to see His Majesty.

"On your own."

Muttering something in a low voice, Fusu threw all the confusion into the deepest part of her heart, and the immature girl with long black hair resolutely left.

……

……

"My daughter has grown up."

Ying Zheng's voice was a little subtle, and he raised his hand to hold the sunspots and landed them on the chessboard.

The black and white pieces on the chessboard are intertwined, which is in the middle of the game.

On the opposite side of the chessboard was Han Fei with a dignified face, deliberating whether to continue to invade and enter the finale, or to simply lose in the middle of the game.

Han Fei is not bad at chess, and neither is His Majesty.

Mr. Fei could win but it was unnecessary. Hearing Ying Zheng's exclamation, his fingers loosened slightly, and the chess piece almost slipped from his fingers.She sighed, and deliberately made a few wrong moves, and Ying Zheng's lips hooked up, and also made a few wrong moves, causing a large amount of sunspots on her side to be swallowed.

"His Majesty……"

"continue."

"promise."

Seeing that only three or two pieces were needed to make Heizi helpless, Han Fei was silent for a moment, picked up the white pieces in his plain hand, and decisively gave away a large piece.The situation is getting more and more difficult to understand, this game of chess must be the most difficult game I have played in my life, it is too difficult, if I don't take it seriously, I can't give it up.

In the layout, tit-for-tat, in the middle of the game, let each other out, and in the end, let the sea go crazy.

With the efforts of Mr. Fei, who is extremely skilled in chess, he finally sent himself to a dead end. Yingzheng missed a move, and finally had no choice but to slaughter Han Fei's dragon.

"Your Majesty, why are you so interested in calling Fei to play chess today?" Han Fei calmly raised his eyes and looked directly at the Lord of Kyushu.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, and said: "The signs of the destruction of the six kingdoms have appeared, so I am relieved a little. The time is exactly ten years, no more, no less."

ten years……

Han Fei's memory went back to the distant past. In just ten years, Qin Wangzheng, who had just ascended the throne, became the unique lord of Kyushu before her eyes. She said with emotion: "Ten years is too short, unbelievably short."

"The survivors of the sixth generation are not short," Ying Zheng said.

Han Fei was silent for a while, looked at the sky outside the window, and said, "Looking at the history of Qin, since Duke Xiao, none of the six generations of monarchs have been mediocre or arrogant... Maybe this is the fate of the six kingdoms."

Ying Zheng seemed to read something from Han Fei's expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a faint smile, "Korea was the first to be destroyed by Qin, did you have any resentment?"

"Yes." Han Fei nodded and continued: "Although many years have passed, I still miss my mother country, but the appearance of the country has become blurred. The time is really terrible. I have thought about it more than once, if Your Majesty didn't die first. Han, will there be a different result..."

"I'd rather lose Mr. Qin than betray Qin." Ying Zheng's expression was as sharp as a sword, and he said solemnly: "Mr. How much selfishness did you have?"

When Han Fei heard "Han Gongzifei", Han Fei was in a daze, and said with a smile, "I haven't heard this title for ten years."

The sharp edge gradually subsided, and the helplessness in Ying Zheng's eyes flashed: "Forget it, let the past go, the merits and demerits are also judged by future generations, it is not your turn. Let's talk about the next generation."