Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

After whispering, the teenagers frightened their eyes from time to time. The shameless behavior of Young Master Ce's overeating made them so envious that they wanted to stand up and condemn him.

However, Yan Ce's hostility towards the top assassin who inherited his intuition from Yan Kingdom is so great that it is about to leak out, how could he not notice it.

After eating all the fish and meat on the plate, Yan Ce raised his eyes and looked around. The people who walked into the main hall were at least well-known and respectable in Qi State. They were either rich or expensive. The family controlled the land, resources, talents and other lifeblood of the country, which also confirmed the fact that once His family's influence in Qi State, if he were to be an airborne commander, the young man would also start to worry about whether he would be able to take over the Qi State where the emperor was far away.

then.

In order to expand contacts, but also to have more reliable companions.

Yan Ce restrained himself and decided to make friends.

Sitting in a corner of the main hall, although some nobles would notice Yan Ce, but because of his unfamiliar face, they would not choose to approach Yan Ce for conversation. The young man had a clear self-awareness about this.

If you work hard, you can make a few close friends if you don't pay attention.

As for the reason?

Of course, the affinity value is still quite high.

"What do you think of my personality?"

Yan Ce elbowed the dissatisfied Miss Lingshi beside her.

"Poor." She said without thinking.

"...Excessive. Don't you think I'm gentle, considerate, understanding, and a good young man?" The young man raised his forehead.

"..."

Miss Lingshi put down her chopsticks, slightly clasped her palms under her nose, and stared at Yan Ce for a while without saying a word, as if she was observing something.

Yan Ce asked, "Did I rub something on my face?"

"No, I'm just curious why you don't have calluses on your face."

Miss Lingshi scratched Yan Ce's face fiercely with indifferent eyes, but found that the defense had not yet been broken.

"Why does the cocoon grow on the face!" Yan Ce was stunned for a moment, and complained.

"Otherwise, why are you so thick-skinned?"

She gave the young man a cold look before she looked back, and rubbed her hair to her chest, the long black hair almost rubbing against the ground.

Maybe it should be trimmed a bit, I don't wear a hair tie, I feel uncomfortable when it hangs down. As for "body, hair and skin", it's more of a Confucian concept or a secular habit, so it doesn't really matter much.

Yan Ce shrugged and smiled, "I have a big heart, and I don't care about you."

"..."

Miss Lingshi tidied up her hair, showing a tangled expression, and her brows began to wrinkle accordingly. She pinched the ends of her hair with two fingers and bent a little. The thoughtful look made Yan Ce even more strange.

"I should stay away from you."

"Your Highness Ce, sinners who lie too much will be struck by lightning."

"..."

Seeing that the woman was still a little angry because of his behavior of changing the dishes just now, Yan Ce felt a bit of "sorry" in his heart.

In order to make up for his "sorry", Yan Ce moved a little to her side, replaced the used plate, and showed a smile that he thought was perfect for sunshine.

"Okay, don't be angry now."

Seeing Yan Ce's actions, Miss Lingshi wanted to drag him out of the main hall, and because it was a formal banquet occasion, her eyes seemed to release cold air that would freeze people, this stupid and malicious "brother" acted successfully Let her anger surge.

"Okay, tie, stop." Yan Ce said in a low voice, "Don't you think it's a bit strange?"

"Zeng Ran is not here."

The thin lips just wanted to open a few words to mock Yan Ce, but after hearing the second half of the young man's sentence, Miss Lingshi also found out the strangeness of the banquet, as the host, the Patriarch Zeng Ran, did not show up for a long time.

Because of Yan Ce, most of her attention was on the idiot who made her angry, and she didn't pay much attention to the progress of the banquet.

"When we arrived at the first port, Zeng Ranying took Mr. Mo away. He hasn't shown up yet. He just sent a few cronies to appease the guests. I think Mr. Mo's current situation is in danger."

"Mm... yes, you are indeed the Lord Lingshi." Yan Ce praised vaguely.

The cold face warmed up slightly, and as soon as Miss Ling Shi lowered her head, her face instantly became lower than before.

Most of the fish on her side was taken away by Yan Ce, but Yan Ce's fish didn't move at all.

Now, the fish on the plate in front of me is very explicit, literally explicit.

Compared with the first time when Yan Ce entered the Qin court, Yan Ce's eating movements were already considered elegant, but he was like a hamster with his cheeks stuffed, and he took a while to swallow, rubbing his [-]% full stomach.

"tasty."

"Young Master Ce."

"Huh? Oh, my lord, why don't you eat it?" Yan Ce pretended to be surprised.

"Go to hell." Her tone was calm and calm, as if she was announcing that a prisoner on death row was about to be executed.

"Get ready to go directly to the Patriarch."

"Ok?"

Yan Ce smiled, and randomly stirred up the uneaten dishes while no one was paying attention, creating the illusion that they had already been used, and immediately grabbed Miss Lingshi's soft wrist, and dragged her to a servant.