Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

When the man disappeared from the young man's field of vision, Yan Ce vaguely heard bursts of muffled screams.

"This skillful beating technique, as well as this unimpeded moaning/groaning, is worthy of being a professional assassin."

Miss Lingshi pushed the wheelchair to the side next to the wall, and said, "It seems that you have successfully angered Zeng Shangqing. Congratulations. In the next period of time, you may even double the number of people under surveillance."

"With the Zeng family taking the lead, the Tian family will be able to keep up, and other gentry families will be fine." Yan Ce rested his head on the cushion, and shook his feather fan again: "My lord, did you feel a little better just now? Listen It's not once or twice that she sent someone to follow you."

"What does it have to do with you?" She said calmly, reached out and pulled out Yan Ce's pretentious cheap feather fan, and threw it beside the table, "Is it intentional to keep blowing cold air towards me?"

The young man leaned back and squinted his eyes. He always felt so tired after tossing and spreading rumors all morning. The back of his head was pressed against the soft area slightly above her lower abdomen, and it took a long time before he slowly moved away.

"Do you want to consider wearing thicker clothes in the future?"

There was a flash of doubt on his indifferent face, and in less than a second, the cold wind Chunxue seemed to break through the barrier and permeate the room, and the eyes looking at the dregs fell into his pupils from top to bottom.

"...Your ability to irritate people has indeed increased. The relationship between Your Highness and me will be settled one by one, and we will talk about it when we go back."

"I'm just a suggestion, nothing else. It's undeniable that the figure is pretty good." Yan Ce blinked.

"Stupid, disgusting." She said in a cold tone: "Can you stop the obscene thoughts in your head?"

"If you don't tell me, I actually don't have one." Yan Ce joked familiarly: "Be good, don't be angry."

the next moment.

The white hand hooked the young man's chin and lifted it up. The too indifferent face was enlarged step by step in the young man's pupils. The heat of his breath seemed to be able to fall on his face, and it was like a gentle scratch.

Yan Ce's eyes widened, and he was suddenly a little inexplicably flustered: "Hey..."

Seeing that the boy was no longer as unscrupulous as before, she smiled and said, "Why don't you continue? My patience is limited, especially when I am forced to take care of a fool. Yan Ce, are you afraid?"

"cough……"

Yan Ce didn't dare to pronounce the syllables that required opening his mouth, lest he accidentally bump into her.

Overlooking the boy's eyes that wanted to dodge, she suddenly let go of her hand, and sneered with the arrogance and narrowness that are exclusive to fools.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in you."

At this time, the sound of pushing the door sounded, and in the quiet main hall, Zeng Ran saw the rather ambiguous posture with a smile on his face, and stopped for a while. In order to leave a short buffer time for both parties, he pretended not to see it and closed the door ,reopen.

Zeng Ran smiled as if nothing had happened, "It's getting late, and the Zeng residence has prepared a dinner to welcome His Highness Ce."

Yan Ce rubbed his neck that hurt so much from her nails, and nodded.

I understand, Hongmen Banquet.

Chapter 450 Three Cauldron of Justice

"Have you heard...the Zeng family is so righteous, and their righteous deeds have spread all over the land."

The hereditary nobles of the Qi State, the direct descendants of Lord Mengchang, the new Duke Xue was moved by his voice, and he and the nobles who received the invitation arrived at the gate of the Zeng Mansion one after another.

"Young Master Ce has been punished for a long time! I didn't expect the head of the Zeng family to have such amazing courage. He dared to murder the envoy of Qin in the street, and did not give the King of Qin any face. Alas, I heard that Young Master Ce wailed all the way, bleeding all over the ground, what a pity."

"No, Young Master Ce had his heart and lungs dissected by the Patriarch of the Zeng family in the street, and he cut his head with a sword and cut off his limbs. You didn't see it. My servants saw it with their own eyes. The blood was splashed on the wall. There are even more terrifying things. Zeng Ran also recruited a group of house slaves to chop meat in the corner, passers-by were greedy, bah! They were all terrified..."

Xue Gong said with emotion: "Young Master Ce is dead, you should drink a bottle to celebrate. The Patriarch of the Zeng family probably invited us to the party for this purpose. If you don't get drunk at the banquet, you won't return."

As soon as the voice of the conversation fell, everyone agreed to determine the nature of the incident, and they all left clean.

The key points of the assassination incident are first, that the young master was wronged, second, they did not kill the person, and third, Zeng Ran was the murderer.

It's really a person sitting at home, and the gift package comes from the sky, and you can't hide... Don't care if it was Zeng Ran's hand, the pot has already been pinned on her head, and the group of nobles have unified their voices. If King Qin is furious, then As for the Tu Zeng family, they agreed with both hands. Although the title of the first family is not on the top of most people, it is also very good to be able to advance to one place and have some soup.

Except for the compassionate and kind-hearted nobleman who hesitated for five seconds before deciding to join forces, everyone else immediately agreed with Xue Gong's statement.Yan Ce dead ball, the murderer is not me.

perfect!

After discussing for a while, Xue Gongcai chatted and laughed with the big families of the aristocratic families and entered the door. Later, many nobles were considering whether to knelt down and thanked Zeng Ran in memory of Zeng Ran's achievements.

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House, guest room.

"Your Highness Ce, we have invited all the big households to participate in the dinner. Would you like to change your clothes first?"

Zeng Ran's gentle voice was a little menopausal manic.

Especially when he saw Yan Ce destroying his clothes like a child with a dagger in his hand, his handsome aristocratic formal attire was dismantled into non-mainstream.

"How can I be assassinated without any other traces except bleeding."

The weird shape of Yan Ce's upper body made of cloth and gauze, the soaring fashion value is increasing the pressure of everyone every second.

"Does Young Master Ce think that my trumped-up charges are not solid enough?" Zeng Ran's eyelids twitched wildly, and said: "If you are not afraid that I will turn against you in a while?"

"Don't be afraid." Yan Ce held the inferior feather fan and said with a smile, "The female officer next to her is quite strong."

"Your Highness, you... you can do whatever you want, and you have the right to treat this as your own home."

Zeng Ran backed out with a smile, and after a few more words, could it be that the sage's state of mind collapsed perfectly.

On the side, the woman kneeling in front of the table was peeling a pear, raised her eyes and said coldly: "I hope you will be beaten to death sooner."

After a while, the stars in the sky flickered slightly, and the soft candlelight became brighter and brighter, filling the room, and the sound of the wind flowing in this area gradually faded away with the falling snow.