Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

So, Miss Shangguan, let's stop playing charades, okay?

Yan Ce sighed, and did not deny that at this moment she was more like a woman than usual. She received friendship assistance from a teenager in an injured state, and her personality, which was almost ice, gradually softened into cold snow.

but……

Seeing her showing a flat expression and looking directly at him, I felt super guilty, as if he had done a lot of things to be sorry for this woman, but even signed the non-compulsory slave contract according to Shangguan's wishes, I should Belong to the role model of the three good boys, the SSR who can't even shake the number.

She said, "Where are you going?"

"Go and see Fusu...you have to face it."

"Ah."

She made a sound of unknown meaning, and couldn't tell whether it was approval or perfunctory.

Yan Ce packed the tableware, "What's your opinion?"

Folding her arms and lightly hugging her raised left knee, her fingertips were touching the bandaged gauze, and she let out a soft breath.

Staring at the night sky with his pillow on his arms, Shangguan asked, "Is it important?"

The more you hear it, the more it doesn't feel right.

Yan Ce put the leftovers into a food box and nodded: "It's very important."

"Is it……"

Then, she stopped talking.

Therefore, it is too difficult to adjust the frequency of talking with girls to the same channel.

She curled up her lips, turned her head, and showed a dangerous smile that Yan Ce felt very familiar with, full of darkness and coldness.

"What if I give you wrong advice and mislead you?"

"It's okay." Yan Ce wiped his hands, "It doesn't matter if it's misleading, His Majesty is busy with state affairs every day, Fu Su is urged to grow up by His Majesty all day long, and the teacher... Needless to say, there is usually someone who can talk Not bad."

Yan Ce laughed and said, "You have never harmed me."

"...boring."

Her fingers trembled slightly, the corners of her lips turned into a slight smile, she could almost hear the sincerity in Yan Ce's banter, she lowered her eyes and responded to the two words with a faint voice, even though she said that, her calm heart still fluctuated slightly .

"Stupid thoughts remain the same as before, and they have not improved at all. If you are an enemy, you will inevitably lead to a tragic end."

Miss Lingshi was not joking.

If he meets a woman who is very good at deceiving, Yan Ce will definitely die a miserable death. His unguarded attitude towards the people around him is already his most serious problem at present, but he has no self-consciousness.

"What you said is right, I will listen to you from now on." Yan Ce stood up, "It's getting late, I won't disturb your rest, if you have anything to do, you can call me, of course, if you have nothing to do."

The woman looked at him: "You are really skillful in speaking."

"Don't make me sound like a scum, this is my first time."

She said flatly, "Got it Good night."

Yan Ce was stunned for a moment, and responded, "Well, good night."

After the boy left, she lay on the bed, turned over and looked at the stars in the night sky for a moment, then turned back after looking at them for a while.

The cold white moonlight slanted on the bare skin in the air, but it didn't cast any strange heat.

The back of his hand fell to his forehead, but he couldn't fall asleep.

After the boy left, even the palace outside the window suddenly became deserted, only the cicadas on the treetops were chattering.

"madness."

She said softly to herself.

She closed her eyes, as if she suddenly thought of something, the corners of her lips curled up with a warmth that was so subtle that it was hard to detect.

……

Leaving Miss Lingshi's bedroom, Yan Ce did not feel relaxed.

A series of troubles came one after another, regardless of the increasingly obscure attitude of the cold beauty towards him, just because the ministers wanted to promote him to the top position, it might turn into seven black uncles carrying him away.

His Majesty has never said anything, and the vague and cold treatment makes it unclear which direction this matter will ferment.

Yan Ce walked to the son's bedroom, greeted the maid at the palace gate, stood in front of the door, and suddenly stopped pushing the door.

Why do you panic?

"Come in, why are you so hesitant?"

Fusu walked through the door, opened the door, and said softly.

The pitch-black long dress was dragged to the ground, and the hair hanging down on her forehead faded away from the girl's youthful vigor, but instead showed a sense of inexplicable depth.

"As a winner, how can you act like a loser? You should be happier to let me lose to you as the crown prince."

She took Yan Ce's hand and led him into the bedroom.

"Did you pretend to be someone else in your heart, or did you feel uneasy because you ate someone you shouldn't eat?"

The girl looked back and smiled slightly.