Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

This may be the most reckless challenge declaration she has ever seen in her life. One person wants to defeat the entire inherent class, abandons the definition of interests and values, and desperately wants to block the pressure for the prince.

Wanting to change the foundation of the empire, wanting to keep the cherished girl is not for the dignity and glory of oneself, but it is not an exaggeration for the young girls present at the banquet hall to be called the proud sons of heaven. Every representative is a force, Their vested interests are born aristocrats, and they don't believe in miracles and the future. Except for the awe-inspiring Supreme Lord, almost no one or anything can force them to make compromises.

There are more than a hundred noble representatives rooted in Qin, and families spanning various fields in Xianyang. Is it really necessary for him to become enmity with the entire noble circle for the sake of the crown prince?

His eyes fixed on the first boy who was not burly.

There is an inexplicable sense of security that makes people choose to trust unconsciously.

It is a lord worth pursuing, the premise is that it can survive and live for a long time.

"Mo Yan, I seem to be in love?"

"!!!"

Mo Yan turned her head, and was immediately speechless in astonishment.

Almost all the noble girls' faces were more or less slightly pink, and their lowered heads would lift up from time to time to secretly glance at the Great Demon King Yance who was trying to shoot everyone. Their eyes flickered, and some of them were special girls. While rubbing the snow-white legs of the dress, they were so moved that they wiped their saliva.

Seeing that his face was getting redder and redder, and he was about to sing a good song, Mo Yan raised his hand to cover his friend's eyes, and if he didn't cover them again, the eyeballs would dance and stick to Gongzi Ce with unrecognizable steps body.

Mo Yan said with difficulty: "Wait, this is His Royal Highness Fusu, the fiancé of Prince Qin."

It's a pity that after finishing this reminder, some aristocratic bitches with twinkling eyes became even more sexually excited.

The expression can be described as "Chujun's fiancé... wouldn't that be better?"

……Forehead.

At this moment, Mo Yan couldn't help turning her head away, and then covered her eyes again.

……

The vicious, indifferent eyes, those who want to open the boy's head, and those who are trying to gang up on Yan Ce can bear it, but why are there several ambiguous eyes that ask for friendship... No, to be more precise, they should be for mating, boy There was a slight feeling of stomach pain on the expression.

Excluding half of the female officials and nobles present, there were still [-] people who were full of pure hostility towards Fusu and Yan Ce.

Sixty-five out of the seventy people have regarded Yan Ce as the first target, and the remaining five, although not so hostile, still want Yan Ce to be turned into a thin pancake.

As Yan Ce said.

He blocked her robbery for her.

She covered the wind and rain, resentment and hatred with a mocking method that was so rude that there was no part of a wise man in it.

The lingering sound seemed to be still echoing in the girl's ears.

The moment Fusu closed her tearful eyes, this His Highness had become a noble and strong prince, with long black hair hanging on her back, a faint halo blended into the hair to reflect a wonderful color.

This is... a tea party.

There was no particular reason why guests were entertained with tea, it was simply because her body was too weak.

Among the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty, there was almost no one who was as poor as Fusu, and none of them was the master who commanded the three armies after riding a horse.

Only this girl is congenitally short of blood, making it difficult to maintain long-term activities.

Therefore, in most cases, she will strictly control her diet and exercise very little.

So, this is a tea party.

So, can she just drink tea?

Opening his eyes, inexplicable emotions flowed in the blood in his veins, like a newly ignited flame, gently burning every inch of his skin.

In the eyes of countless people, the prince girl opened her thin lips, and her gentle voice echoed over the banquet hall.

She said, "Drink."

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Announcement, the banquet begins.

Now, those voices of doubt began to sound.

"Tea banquet, drinking? Please forgive me, Your Highness Fusu, your body should not be able to withstand the stimulation of alcohol, and everything should be done in moderation."

"Your Highness, the guests of the Six Kingdoms are the guests of the Six Kingdoms, and they are outsiders. After all, the old Qin people are from Qin and their own people. Why do you have to be so stiff? If you can take a step back... maybe you can see a wider world. scenery."

"I don't want to retreat." Fusu smiled softly, "So——"

"Come on wine!"

The maids carried the wine trays and placed the jugs in front of every nobleman.

Not long after, the table was full of wine bottles.

The senior officials looked at each other for a moment, and then glanced at Yan Ce who was a little stunned at the same time. Letting the prince drink is also within your expectations. Don't worry about the prince drinking too much and falling down at the banquet. Can you blame all this on the young man's recklessness? .

"..."

Yan Ce worriedly looked at the girl who was so confident that she seemed to regard the nobles of the banquet hall as nothing.

He knew that Fusu was out of breath after taking two steps.

It is predictable that a glass of strong wine is poured into the throat, and then the scene of suffering all night.

And after he came here to attract hatred, why did Fusu plan to take the initiative to attack? He obviously planned to bear it passively before.