Yan Ce didn't hesitate at all: "Yes."

Lin Dao of Wang Ting, a girl in a black dress walks with Yan Ce.

The girl tilted her head and said with a smile: "How are you thinking about the wedding? With Shangguan helping you, do you want to run away from the marriage?"

"I don't know."

"Really." Fusu passed by the garden, stopped in his tracks, and stretched out his hands, "It's been a long time since I took good care of my body, and finally I'm not so weak. I haven't breathed so comfortably like now for a long time."

Seeing Yan Ce's serious face, Fu Su restrained his smile and said, "...do you still love Your Majesty?"

"..."

Yan Ce's expression was a little flustered. If such a topic was faced with other people, he would definitely not hesitate a little bit, but now that he said it from the mouth of the emperor's daughter, the difficulty of answering the question began to soar, and he even said no Export.

The mouth opened but there was no sound for a while, but it was probably confirmed.

"In the beginning, it was the mother's meaning. She valued you very much. From the initial importance, it has turned into other feelings. In a sense, my dear fiance is really sinful." Fu Su sighed: "But I don't want to Admit defeat to mother."

Yan Ce looked at the girl who remained confident and calm at this moment.

The crown prince girl looked straight into his eyes without any timidity: "I will take over the position of emperor, and protect the country in her place, and spend the rest of my life."

"But at the same time, I will not give up anything that is mine. You can choose to be dissatisfied, to refuse, to escape... everything is okay, if you still can do it, everything is okay."

Yan Ce walked up and looked at the increasingly unfamiliar girl, "I remembered when I read Qiwulun."

"Shh-"

"..."

"Mother is the person you love, and as a daughter, I can more or less sense her heart. Her feelings for the country are above all else, but you have made mother change for a moment, even if it is only For a moment, but at that time His Majesty really had the idea of ​​love, this wedding is your last choice."

"Shangguan, mother... Maybe it's me, no matter what I choose, I'm willing to support you, but the jealousy of a girl must not be underestimated." Fusu jumped on the stone steps, leaned slightly, and looked down at the sight in front of her. Fiance Yan Xiaoce.

"be careful."

Then she said good night, and the young prince left with a girlish heart waiting for the wedding, which symbolized the end.

"No matter who you choose, does this mean that there must be blood?"

Yan Ce shook his head, he understood Fusu's thoughts to some extent, he was able to maintain a super high level of rationality in the thousand-layered green, and his broad-mindedness was definitely a good seed for promotion to the monarch.

"But—" Yan Ce covered his face, "What strange scene did you dream about, and you still refuse to reveal it."

After learning some information from Fusu earlier, Yan Ce vaguely felt that Fusu's little classmate possessed the unique dual attributes of "environmental protection radar" and "sleeping prophet". So terrifying, must not stay" the gifted protagonist's life.

However, classmate Fusu denied the title of "prophet" between the lines. She is a werewolf, not a prophet.

"The wedding..." Yan Ce wandered around for a while, "Is it the last choice?"

Returning to that quiet "cold palace", the young man lifted off the quilt and got in, hugged his soft waist and prepared to sleep as if nothing had happened. He couldn't resist the temptation in his sleep, so in order to disguise, he chose to sacrifice, and before he knew it, the arc of the southern hemisphere touched the back of his hand lightly.

It's not intentional, but it feels great in the hand and has a great figure.

Then a white and tender foot kicked the owner of the bedding out fiercely. There is no such thing as sneaking out to take advantage of it.

It is impossible to have both fish and bear's paw.

Shangguan brutally occupied more than half of the bed, leaving only a space for him to lie on his side. Sharing the same bed is already too much, so don't even think about sharing the same bed.

In order to prevent Yan Ce from catching a cold, he hugged her through a layer of quilt to keep warm, as long as he didn't rub on her body, let's pretend he didn't see her.

Chapter 660 Before the Wedding

The darkness under the moonlight was scattered by the lights, but it was only the surroundings that could be seen.

On the edge of the top floor of the research institute, there is a corner that is most suitable for watching. Wearing a researcher's white coat, Yu Ji is looking far away, which is the direction of Xianyang Hall, and a somewhat inexplicable color flashes in her eyes. center.

Yan Ce's lace news has always spread the fastest.

Concubine Yu, the assassin who was about to become the worst student in the academy, saw that Yan Ce was about to prepare for her wedding the moment she was imprisoned, and she could imagine that His Royal Highness was dissatisfied with such a development.Every assassin is a heterogeneous yearning for freedom, and such bad ideas as "beautiful girls can't be messed with" are absolutely impossible to exist.

But he accepted his fate.

Leaving aside the quick jokes, isn't the post-marital life of having physical exchanges for half of the day really as tempting as outsiders see?When it comes to the past, she should be the one who came first.

Qin should be a country that emphasizes human rights. At least it should give everyone the same starting line, and the possibility of winning should be evenly divided. Overbearing.

Therefore, whether or not to steal a home has become the primary problem that troubles Yu Ji.

The long hair with twin ponytails is raised in the air, the eyes are raised, and the sky is full of stars blooming, and the legs dangling in the air are slightly shaking.

Different from all the previous missions, Qin Wangting robbed the Prince of Qin's relatives. I'm afraid he will be trampled into small pancakes, and his chest will be flattened by you.Although usually Qin Wangting is full of holes like plugs, that is when no one is serious about it.

If the First Emperor wanted to impose martial law, the assassins would basically face men on the left and right after one step into the royal court. Forced to surrender his guns, bowed his head and raised his hips, and accepted the baptism of the Holy Light until he was limped by the Holy Light.

The scene is so tragic, the man is silent and the woman is crying, and the sage closes his eyes, it is simply not like the life that a person should live.

Fortunately, an impenetrable fortress on the outside does not mean that the inside is monolithic.The headache is not only this, there are also many epic scripts waiting to be challenged, such as the legion expedition after the wedding, the Great Wall Watch and so on.

He jumped off the railing lightly, threw his white coat aside, and walked down the steps step by step, stepping on the land with a wide view.

"gather."

With a solemn expression, Yu Ji whispered to the darkness behind her, the cold wind neighed in a low voice, and her eyes were fixed on the distance.

Armed assassins gathered under Yu Ji's command by coincidence. Yu Meiren has the sub-command of Guoshang, and can be transferred away at will without the prince. Some barely qualified semi-finished products were mobilized.

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