Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

This is gambling.

"Life is a gamble, Shan Yu, do you dare to take a big bet?"

Yan Ce said unhurriedly, his words were full of bewitching strangeness.

"The Yuezhi tribe is my compatriots, plus some more."

"Half and half, this is my bottom line."

"make a deal!"

Mao Dun and Yan Ce jointly showed a smile of "labor and capital blood earning".

第390五章 临别礼物

The end of the night.

The dew condenses from the branches, falls between the soil, and on the side of the window sill, along the breeze, it is sent into the magnificent palace. At this moment, the dim candlelight of the lamp in the royal court is faintly visible.

The fire will eventually be extinguished, and the darkness will be torn apart by the light of dawn. At this time, the sky in the east has turned pale, dissipating the dark areas deposited in the palace.

The letter of surrender of the Qi State was submitted to Qin Wangzheng's case. The condition of Qi Wang's surrender was that he should let Gongzi Ce participate in the surrender ceremony, not Qin Wang. It was nothing more than a fig leaf for the demise of the six kingdoms. The Lord just smiled.

At this moment.

His Majesty the Emperor raised his eyes and said nothing.

The child she valued was standing straight in front of her, ready to go.

Yan Ce's purpose was clearly in front of her eyes, and she wanted to go back to Yan State in the name of Qi State's surrender.

Want to prove something to her.

Of course Ying Zheng can see this, but what's the point if he can't see it now?

In an instant, countless choices weighing the pros and cons flashed through her mind, and she couldn't find a reason to keep the boy.

Yesterday, she and Mr. Fei were talking about the child's education with great interest, saying, "Although this child Yan Ce doesn't follow the etiquette, she is actually very worry-free on weekdays."

As a result, there was extra-large news this morning.

The flag is instantly recovered.

Looking at Yan Ce, who stood upright and raised his chest, Ying Zheng collected his thoughts, then raised his hand to rub his forehead.

The female officer in the palace immediately sensed that His Majesty might be, and immediately poured a cup of hot water, put it in front of the case, and bowed out consciously.

The emperor's peaceful expression turned into iron-blooded solemnity, and he looked directly at Yan Ce.

"Once I let you go, how will you ensure safety?"

A hoarse and mature female voice echoed in the palace.

"For technical work, you only use your brain, not your hands." Yan Ce calmly gave the most straightforward reply.

"to be frank!"

Ying Zheng frowned, and tapped his fingers on the table, his expression a bit dignified.

Nearly half of the Great Wall guards were transferred into Wang Jian's army as the right-wing vanguard army, and they are expanding southward in Chu. Take a self-guided tour with one hundred thousand guards.

The reason why son Ce returned to his home country last time was that the guards could protect him along the way. This time he went to Qi to accept the surrender was a public action, and taking a detour to Yan was a private action.

Yan Ce paused for a moment, then said with a gentle smile: "Keep the tiger away, play by ear, no matter what, for His Majesty's sake, there must be no future troubles outside Qin."

For Your Majesty...

This kind of words does not want to be the tone of the minister to the king, but more like a promise.

His Majesty the Emperor showed a bit of complicated expression, the emotional matter still needs to be smoothed out with time, if she still harbors disrespectful thoughts after Yan Ce reached the crown, how should she explain it to Fusu.

Just go with the flow.

Abandoning unnecessary distracting thoughts, she asked:

"Who are you going to take?"

The emperor got up slowly, walked down the steps, and walked around the screen beside him.

"A Yan country assassin named Yu Ji."

"Yu... Ji?"

For some reason, Ying Zheng's voice elongated a bit, and there was a hint of surprise in his solemn tone.

"Yu Ji..."

Yan Ce blinked, not knowing why the emperor's voice became inexplicably solemn again.

Is there anything strange about this name?

The emperor had already met Concubine Yu when Yan Xuan came to Qin as an envoy, could it be that there was something wrong with this name.

"No, it's nothing...it's just messed up..."

His Majesty sighed meaningfully, regained her composure, and put on a black coat.

A long wind blows across the sky and pours into the window.