Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Your nightmare is back la la la la la——

Very good, the boy's condition is quite right... Especially Gongsun, this desperate "boom" hitting the wall, preferring to die is like being thrown into a soap processing factory by Yan Ce, and his friends have enjoyed it.

but.

Who can tell him why the girls' eyes seem to be shining with stars? It shouldn't be crying and cursing him while calling mom in despair.

Not crying or fussing, and even a little wanting to laugh, they are all very cooperative now, and some little girls even have the expression of "asking Yan Ce if he should bring his own rope to tie it up by himself".

To be honest, if the hostages cooperate like this, the income of the kidnappers can at least reach the starting line of paying taxes.

"A hero who is thirsty for talents and has knowledge that is beyond the times, he should have thought that there is no other than Yan Guogongzi Ce."

Listening to Xia Chan's high-pitched voice, Zhao Ke's heart was beating violently in his chest, facing an invisible existence that appeared in front of her at this moment.

He is the worst wanted criminal in Qin country.

The unborn hero created the unknown and fear with one hand.

He is the out-and-out devil in the hearts of countless people.

He also has a rare poetic talent in the world...

My heart beat faster.

"Your Highness, my father is the deputy commander of the Central Army. If you need a hostage to threaten my father—" Zhao Ke paused, his eyes were deep, and he folded his hands lightly on his chest.

It's normal, it's this routine, I would rather die than surrender.

Yan Ce was obsessed with the villain and couldn't help himself. He was moved to tears when finally there were a few normal girls from Qin's nobles.

She handed the escape rope to Yan Ce, and said seriously: "Your Highness, you better tie it tighter and get bruises, so that father will believe it."

Yan Ce: "..."

Zhao Ke lowered his head: "I am willing to sacrifice for the great cause His Highness said."

The girls who shared the same concept tied several nobles who were trying to escape into a ball, and then saluted Yan Ce.

"Your Highness Ce, please be kind to women."

Chapter 640 I'm Super Brave

Finally feeling sleepy under the moonlit night, Fusu just got up to turn off the light, but was interrupted by a soft call.

"The counselor next to the prince stood outside the courtyard for a long time to see him, did His Highness summon him?" the maid asked.

The slightly dim light shone on the girl, and Fusu's bare feet stepped on the floor indifferently, making a thoughtful expression, and said after a while, "Zhang Zifang...is that the name?"

"Yes."

"Let her in."

The maid left, lowered her head and walked out of the courtyard to let the ovary enter first, and at the same time ordered the guards to guard outside the hall.

Fusu stroked his chin, looked at the ovary in front of him, with a gentle and serene smile.

"Your Highness, the lord is wanted." Zifang still showed the aristocratic demeanor in her gestures, "but the son of Yan State controls the world's wealth and power without taking a cent, gets favor without arrogance, extravagance, and does not exceed his authority. Hard work pays off."

Lifting the simple and elegant curtain, Fusu gently poured a cup of tea, smiled faintly, and looked at Zifang who was bowing in salute: "The Taiyi Pavilion is not far from here, first go check your body, especially for eye diseases."

"..."

Except for the last four words, the others have nothing to do with Yan Ce. One step up is usurping the throne, so how can you surpass it.

Zifang bowed respectfully, and said: "There are rumors in the market that Yan Ce is innocent, but he was forced to be involved in the war of the prince to seize power for the stability of the Qin State, so he was wanted. The people of Qin felt very sad, and privately called His Highness For a tyrant. Please Your Highness Prince Chu petitions His Majesty to pardon Yan Ce's crimes."

"It's hard to drive him out, but you want to welcome him back, don't you just want me to kill you?"

Fusu straightened her face, staring at this girl who was much younger than her, her heart fluctuated slightly.

But Zifang still had a dignified look, "If you kill me, you will not only confirm the title of tyrant, but also prove the innocence of Young Master Yan."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the princess prince laughed, "Do you think my words are useful?"

"it works."

The young counselor's eyes reflected an unshakable color, as if he had made up his mind to die, he closed his eyes and bowed deeply to the prince.

Through the overgrown branches outside the window, the shadow of the moon swayed on the spotless floor, Fusu stepped on it, and turned his back to the counselor.

"You...impossible." Fusu's fingernails lightly pierced into the palm of his hand, forcing reason over emotion, "unless all the nobles in Xianyang can intercede for him."

This probability is not much higher than "the mountain has no hills, and the river is exhausted".

Not to mention that Zifang's words "the lord is kind to others" are already unconscionable, and the nobles of Xianyang, let alone interceding with Yan Ce, are probably already so excited that they are celebrating the new year at home early.

"If Your Highness is unwilling, I will wait here quietly."

"Why did you do this?" Fusu's voice softened involuntarily.

"You once gave up your life for me, and I am willing to uphold righteousness for you, even though your lord never listens to counselors' advice."

"...Then just wait slowly."

Fusu lowered the veil and did not comment on Zifang Renxia's actions. Maybe when she was tired, she would send someone to send the counselor back.