Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The courtiers who reacted uneasily bowed and said, "I have seen Your Highness."

Fusu nodded and smiled gently: "Young Master Ce, are you staying in the king's bedroom again?"

The servants at the bottom of the food chain in Xianyang Palace are all at a loss, look at me, I look at you.

Although Young Master Fusu was always gentle and never got angry with servants of low status like them, no matter how gentle he was, if he didn't answer carefully, it would become a proposition.

After making eye contact for a while, one of the younger female servants saluted respectfully and said in a less certain tone, "It should be."

"Then get out of the way, I'll take a look."

Waiters: "!!!"

No, absolutely not.

There is a messy relationship between Gongzi Ce, Prince Qin, and Fusu Gongzi. The inner servants completely maintain the highest level of confidentiality, and no one dares to mention it. Even in private, Fusu son Fusu himself does not seem to be very clear about this relationship. , then the inner servant can't even mention it, if something indescribable happens, they can't get out of the relationship at all.

If the young master in the palace looked like he was being squeezed dry, Fusu who was too sad might bring disaster to Chi Yu. They don't have the privilege of being 100% free from death. Life and death are just a matter of thought by the superior.

The maids raised their hands and hurriedly stopped Young Master Fusu who was trying to enter the palace of King Qin.

"Young Master Fusu, please wait—"

"Son!"

Fusu obviously noticed that the servants were deliberately intercepting, and his smile remained unchanged, "Get out of the way, now."

"promise……"

It's over, the world is going to end.

What to do, it's going to die!

The servants reluctantly gave way. In order to prevent Fusu from being too frightened and fainted, they followed closely behind the girl, bypassing several screens and hanging curtains, and walked into the King of Qin. Inner house.

The hot sun in the morning poured into the inner room of the Qin Palace through the slatted windows. The maid who was cleaning the room couldn't help but twitch when he saw the young man lying on the Qin Wang's desk. Originally, this was a scene that could not help but shudder no matter how many times I watched it.

but--

Compared to wrapping the quilt of the King of Qin and lying in the arms of the King of Qin, this is the best result.

The inner servants looked at each other, each read out the meaning of happiness, and their expressions became relaxed. Since the son-in-law lives in this palace, the inner servants and maids can feel a suffocating atmosphere every time they enter the Qin Palace.

At least, this time the clothes are still there, fortunately.

Seeing that Yan Ce, who was neatly dressed and sleeping beside the desk, helped Su's frowning brows stretch out, and her cheeks regained a gentle smile.

Actually, it's nothing.

The girl smiled lightly and said softly, "Yan Ce, don't sleep, it's time to get up."

Chapter 71 Everything needs imagination

A familiar and tender voice sounded in his ears, and the sleepy Yan Ce opened his eyes with difficulty. A blurry figure was drawn into his pupils. The boy first rubbed his swollen forehead, then frowned, realizing that the surrounding atmosphere was not right.

The girl still exudes a quiet and soft temperament like a lush summer green scene. She slightly bent her upper body and leaned forward to the boy's side, raising her hand to greet him gently.

Why is the maid always smiling like a happy aunt?

What is this life-and-death crisis?

With years of life experience, Yan Ce instinctively sensed a hint of danger, and asked curiously, "Fusu, that...why are you here?"

"I... shouldn't have come."

The boy's voice made Fusu's smile stop for a moment.

Yan Ce raised his right eyelid and waved his hand hastily, "No, I mean, why did you come to me when you remembered, isn't it usually me who waits for you?"

The girl rubbed her fingers cautiously, showing a slightly reluctant smile, "I waited for a while, you are late, I guess you should be in the king's bedroom again-"

Fusu pursed the corners of his mouth and raised a complicated arc.

"Studying all night with my mother again."

In fact, there is no need for the word "again" at all, but every night.

But Gongzice, you must not say it!

The smile on Mr. Fusu's face made the subordinates who followed behind him swallow their saliva in unison, their hearts raised to their throats for a moment, and their expression was extremely strange. They looked at Mr. Fusu, whose face was slightly pale, and then looked at him again. Look at the boy who just woke up from his sleep.

In the end, the servants focused their attention on their superior, Shang Ji, the direct subordinate of Miss Lingshi.

Promoted from Miss Lingshi's purge operation, she was the deputy who temporarily led the royal court's internal affairs on behalf of Miss Lingshi when she was busy. It was commonly known as the trinity who worked for Miss Lingshi, took the blame for the palace ladies, and was scolded for the servants.

"His Royal Highness Fusu..."

Shang Ji's face was very bad, she stepped forward stiffly, bowed and saluted, maintaining the most standard smile, and interjected: "I have to remind you, the morning class time is getting closer, if you don't hurry up, you will be late. The king specially reminded this morning that you must not be late for early class."

"Did you say so? Why didn't I print—"

A confused color appeared on Yan Ce's cheeks,

"Said!"

Shang Ji raised her eyebrows, and immediately interrupted Yan Ce's bad words, ignoring Fusu's strange eyes, she forced her body that was about to be stunned, and gritted her teeth:

"Your Majesty, I said last night in front of Lord Yan Ce and the ministers and other internal servants. You and the ministers accompanied the King to handle government affairs overnight, but you fell asleep in the second half of the night, perhaps you forgot."