Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Page 723

Her long black hair was a little disheveled. She stood up from the table and saw Yan Ce's poor sleeping position. She looked away for a second.

Miss Lingshi frowned and looked back, but she looked at the subordinates leading the team to clean the warm pavilion at the door.

Shang Ji immediately bent down her tall body, laughed and said, "My lord, clean the warehouse as usual, I didn't expect you to be here..."

Then, Shang Ji's smile was as stiff as a black and white photo that could be used to death.

"Well, His Highness is here?"

On the side, the expressions of the subordinates suddenly changed. Why are there bloody gauzes under the bed? ? ?

Wait a minute, my lord's legs... it's all flowing to my feet.

Who slept who? After roughly estimating the direction and outline of the handprints, Miss Lingshi's subordinates discovered that it seemed that His Highness was actively attacking from the front.

Fuck it, Your Highness NB!

Of course, the young ladies of noble origin only maintained their abnormal expressions for a moment, and the next moment, they immediately returned to gentle, dignified young ladies who don't know what H is.

According to the tacit understanding of Wang Ting's career for many years, as long as no one mentions it, it means that no one has seen it.

Well, very good, adults have the same attitude.

Miss Lingshi was silent for a while, she lowered her eyebrows and noticed the dirty marks, she caught a glimpse of Yan Ce struggling to wake up from the corner of her eye, and squinted at her.

"On your leg... who did it?!"

Yan Ce was startled for a moment, then asked immediately.

Then, he saw pale pink creeping up to his earlobe, and the woman's cold expression pierced his face.

Shang Ji and her subordinates looked sad that they were about to die.

Wan Duzi, Wan Duzi, I can't even pretend to be blind now, and why does it sound so innocent, could it be a strong stimulus like masturbation, which can be ranked among the seven taboos of the royal court.

"...What did I do?"

Yan Ce pointed at himself, then looked at the handprints on her thighs, looking from bottom to top, and the cloth on her chest was also rubbed with some medicine.

"..."

She stepped on the floor with her bare feet, turned to the boy and quickly put on the high-heeled sandals, and pulled the hem of the skirt down to cover her knees, and did not choose to talk to Yan Ce.

"The school's draft list of applicants for the position of the royal court, and the information of the three generations of the family, will be placed on my case within half an hour."

"There are some passive saboteurs in the outer court. I will write the list in a while and clear them out immediately."

"In the case of changes in the inner court personnel, list the pre-retired guards, internal servants, maids, and imperial guards in a book and deal with them together."

The cold voice was as methodical as ever.

However, the expressions of the subordinates coincided with each other, which was a little strange.

Being revered by a group of old Siji Qi, Yan Ce fully interpreted Huang Bao's thoughts, and Miss Ling Shi was calm, but the eyes she glanced at just now were completely expressing the threat of "You idiot is dead" .

"My lord, do you want to wash it first, and then go down and prepare hot water." Shang Ji wanted to lower her head into the cracks in the ground, and asked in a low voice.

"Here, clean it up first."

She happened to glance at Yan Ce from the corner of her eye, and then said calmly.

"promise."

Shang Ji bent down at ninety degrees, afraid that she would see other bad things later, and because of her excessive movements, a few pieces of silk secretly hidden in her cuffs accidentally leaked out.

"!!!"

When Shang Ji saw the draft on the silk, her face was covered with cold sweat, and she just reached out to pick it up.

Picking it up with his hand first, Yan Ce looked at it curiously, and then his face became weird.

"This is...Shang Ji, I suddenly have something to talk about." Then the young man saw the frowning Miss Lingshi again and asked, "Use your subordinates... don't you mind."

"Big big... people."

Shang Ji's legs were trembling, her eyes were wandering, and Wang Ting's operation was out of control, so the adults would definitely reject it.

"This is my subordinate, Your Highness, don't be too unrestrained."

Miss Lingshi finished speaking in a cold voice, and took a piece from Yan Ce's palm.

In front of her subordinates, saying such things, she is not his... How could she let the subordinates share it.

At a glance, the ink is still wet.

Then there is the content... Hold it tight, hold it in your palm.

His eyes fell on the boy who was patiently reading the following content and preparing to grade the draft.

Forcibly pulled out the remaining silk.

All confiscated.

She said lightly: "Shang Ji stays, and everyone else goes out."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------