Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Trouble prince, the third piece of wardrobe."

Her tone gradually turned cold, her gaze slightly raised, and she said, "Hurry up."

After a while, Yan Ce opened the closet and threw over a pair of feminine mid-length trousers, "This one?"

"Ah."

Yan Ce stood for a long time, and asked, "Can you stand up, do you want me to help you?"

"Need not."

The instep of her right leg was stretched and stretched into the trousers with a little difficulty. The summer dress that was close to the curve of the body wrapped her slender body. She looked at the boy who looked like a log and did not respond.

Such a metaphor is not appropriate enough. Wood has the possibility of turning decay into magic, and Yan Ce's category is non-recyclable.

"Hand, give it to me."

Yan Ce took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand.

"..."

Shangguan turned his head, didn't speak, and quietly put his hand on it.

Yan Ce had many thoughts in his mind.

You can't believe a word of a woman's words. She says to get away, but in fact if you really get away, you can get away as far as you can in this life.

"Fusu openly kissed you in front of His Majesty, and His Majesty didn't object, so it's not wrong." Miss Lingshi sat sideways in front of the bank, opened a few volumes of letters, and said softly.

openly?

Isn't this adjective weird, but as far as the result is concerned, it is true.

Yan Ce nodded.

With her fingers pressed between her lips, the knuckles were bitten into small tooth marks, the woman calmly said: "I just thought about it, is it possible that... the crown prince declared war on His Majesty. The battle for the throne, but what if the opponent is not you from the beginning? "

"..."

Yan Ce thought about the possibility of infinitely approaching 0, showing a puzzled look.

"If there is a choice between His Majesty and Fusu, who do you choose?" Miss Lingshi said, "Or, will you and Your Majesty deal with the prince who may be rebellious?"

"will not."

Yan Ce closed his eyes and sighed.

The woman asserted: "You are too stupid to be emperor."

"..."

Miss Lingshi pursed her lips, and raised the tip of her hair with her fingertips, "So, wipe off all the footprints you stepped in, it's so dirty."

Chapter 630 Three Calm Melody

Obviously there are maids cleaning the room on a regular basis, but because it is still early, the maids have not yet woken up, and the most diligent dust removal Ji Yuemo has already been sent to the Prison Division for the first trial.

All the cleaning work was handed over to Yan Ce.

On the other hand, a woman with a slight obsession with cleanliness supervised Yan Ce mopping the floor. She had already been awakened and had no plan to go back to sleep. She tidied up her appearance a little and lowered her eyes.

Flipping the book page by page, pinching the thin pages with two fingers, rubbing them lightly, you can experience the rough texture. Generally speaking, the capacity is much larger than the heavy letters, light and delicate.

The only downside is that it's expensive.

The progress of core technology is slow, and the production process is cumbersome, so only a small range of circulation is available within the royal court.

Women don't worry about money, and it's even less likely that Yan Ce will ask her for money. If Yan Ce wants to raise a fee, then his mopping time will be extended to 100 years.

Holding his clean chin, Shangguan's eyes fell on the content of the book, which is the basic knowledge of the subject annotated in "Book of Shang Jun" and "Fa Jing".

Although I have been familiar with it for a long time, I can read it in a different way, and the boring words are not so boring. .

"How long are you going to dawdle?"

She didn't even look at the passive prince, but focused on the pages in her hands, rubbing her slender fingers to loosen the two pages that were stuck together.

"I was thinking about what you just said about Fusu choosing to directly usurp the throne." Yan Ce clenched the mop tightly, showing a dignified expression.

Her soft hair was blown up by the wind, and there was no wave on her delicate and calm cheeks. She never raised her eyes to look at Yan Ce. She said, "I'm just guessing. After all, the strength is so disparate that there is no comparison."

The fingers under the sun looked whiter and whiter, lifted them to the ears, gently brushed the messy hair behind the ears, scraped the skin of the neck with the fingertips and landed on the book again, turning a page.

"At least according to what you said, there is such a possibility, isn't it?"

Leaning against the main entrance, Yan Ce did not use a joking tone.

"..."

Sitting in front of the table, Miss Ling Shi seemed helpless to Yan Ce's persistent attitude, opened her closed mouth a little, and sighed softly.

"According to my unwarranted guess, help the first emperor to eradicate the prince, or help the prince to defeat the first emperor?"

Miss Ling Shi glanced in Yan Ce's direction, "Or, defeat the Crown Prince and the First Emperor at the same time, and inherit the throne by myself."

"There is no evidence, just based on speculation to suspect that Fusu is not good?"

"I didn't expect you to have self-consciousness." Miss Lingshi exclaimed with a flat expression, "It's amazing."