Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

She couldn't even say that her daughter's fiancé was not only hiding behind her, but also had to have a light kiss that was classified as a state secret just now. Perhaps only she could understand the complexity of her mood.

For the emperor, perhaps there is no event more difficult to deal with in the world than this, and Fusu is not a stupid child, let alone think that Yan Ce came to her bedroom to play house, and the relationship between the two children may be entangled because of this. Tangled, how is a perfect answer?

However, just before the announcement of a complete defeat, a flat and indifferent voice sounded.

Miss Lingshi saluted, stood at the door of the bedroom, glanced at His Majesty intentionally or unintentionally, her face changed slightly, and she turned serious and said:

"Mr. Fusu, today I'm going to Lord Tingwei's courtroom to watch the trial process of a serious case. Please don't be late."

"But--"

Fusu raised his eyes hesitantly, and looked at the change in his mother's expression, but he didn't read the slightest subtext.

"...Go."

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, with a calm expression, and quietly let go of the fingers that were wrapped around the boy.

"promise."

Fusu was puzzled by the sudden change of the curriculum, but he didn't ask much in front of his majestic mother, and obediently chose to obey the arrangement.

After a while, Fusu rubbed his numb calf, got up and walked out of the bedroom, keeping Miss Shi silent for a while, looking at the calm and exhausted emperor, and said: "Your Majesty... I will leave."

"..."

The emperor didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Miss Lingshi closed the bedroom door unhurriedly, with her back to the bedroom, her deep eyes were not fluctuating like expressions.

The woman clenched the lesson plan slip in her hand tightly, and controlled her strength so that it would not be crushed.

The indifferent expression made the female officials outside the palace tremble with fear and dare not look at her.

Fortunately, this process only lasted for a short while.

She walked outside the hall and said: "This volume is a brief introduction to the defense of the enthronement ceremony, half... no, I will hand it over to Your Majesty in an hour."

The female officer probably saw that the lord was in a bad mood, so she took it with a low eyebrow, "No..."

Just now, every word seems to contain an unspeakable charm, and her voice is finally flat. After all, she has no way to get involved in the issue of the emperor and the prince and..., but the monarch she is loyal to needs to be calmer than her It takes more time to think about it, and it takes more time to bring it an answer.

Once the last layer of covering cloth is lifted, it will be of no benefit to anyone, and she is fully aware of the boy's temperament. If he enters this palace, he will never leave unless it is absolutely necessary.

The old general who left in a hurry just now also confirmed this point. Perhaps out of trust and fear of His Majesty, Mr. Fusu didn't conduct a blanket search. His Highness Fusu's attitude towards Yan Ce is a hidden danger after all. Temporary isolation is the best the result of.

Thinking of this, he selected a few imperial guards to escort Mr. Fusu to the trial hall to listen, while Miss Lingshi left the rest of the work to Shang Ji who came over after hearing "Ling".

Shang Ji, who trot to the ancient Wangting Road, was out of breath, bent over and almost passed out, and after a long time, she pointed at the work arrangement tremblingly and asked, "My lord, today is the promotion and review day for the maids. This is for the file."

Speaking of this, Shang Ji's voice suddenly turned down a bit, and she beeped in a low voice: "Besides, you also understand, my lord, that these are the young ladies from the rich families who come to the royal court to be gilded, and their ratings will also affect their official careers. You always do the work yourself."

Miss Lingshi was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Take the lowest pass standard, and the workload next year will be doubled."

"My lord... I will be beaten to death. Young Master Ce has just attacked a wealthy family. If you try to provoke me again now, it will definitely have a very bad impact on your reputation."

Shang Ji's face was pale, and she said sadly, the most important thing is that she works for Miss Lingshi, maybe other people can't touch the higher-status Lingshi, but Shang Ji's official career will be more than [-] kalpas in this life, eighty-one difficulties, definitely not trouble.

She glanced at Shang Ji, and said again: "One failed, and next year will officially enter the list to be reviewed and cleared."

"...My lord, ahhhhhh!!!"

After Shang Ji heard this, her whole body turned gray and white, revealing a bleak face of imminent disaster.

Miss Lingshi raised a dangerous smile, "One thing in person, another thing in another way, these days, how slack they are, do you need me to remind you, Shang Ji?"

"……promise."

Shang Ji replied with a bitter face.

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bedroom.

Yan Ce seemed to have lost all his strength and lay on his side on the bed, unable to lift his whole body and had no strength at all, while the exhausted Emperor, she was lying on the side of the bed with her back to Yan Ce.

Although sleeping in the same bed, the two tacitly did not mention Fusu again, and neither of them had any strange thoughts of encroaching on the other, but just wanted to rest for a while without any lewdness to relieve mental fatigue.

Yan Ce turned around, put his arms on his forehead, looked up at the high and wide dome, and couldn't help but ask: "Did she—"

With her white finger on his mouth, she shook her head, then withdrew her finger, "Enough now, don't mention this matter again, just pretend...just pretend it never happened, bury it in my heart, never speak out."

"I'm very tired now, I want to rest for a while."

She hesitated for a while, closed her eyes, and the previous scenes of holding hands, hugging, or kissing flashed through her mind.

The heart throbbed slightly.

Tired but not sleepy, he gradually opened his eyes again.

After being silent for a long time, he slowly turned his head to look at Yan Ce, and just so happened that the young man also looked over, she and he seemed unprepared, in a mess.

The round part propped up on the chest brushed against the boy's arms, and it was difficult to stretch his body when squeezed on a bed, and physical contact was inevitable.

"That's it, rest quietly for a while."

Seeing that her expression was as calm as before, Yan Ce nodded, closed his eyes and hugged her waist, "It was a little crowded just now, it's much better now."