Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"..."

Yan Ce has deeply understood that Fusu has no hesitation or hesitation in choosing the throne, and will force him to win the victory without leaving any room.

Although Yan Ce has tried to let Fusu stay in Qin Ting more than once, it seems that he is walking on the opposite road, and the idea has never been able to be put into action. The girl is implementing it correctly in her own way.

Aim the sword at the prince and become a rebel.

Is this... correct?Yan Ce neither admitted nor denied it.

The sunset and the moon rise, the clouds roll and the clouds relax.

Yan Ce was sitting by the desk, when he knelt down until his legs were about to lose consciousness, he staggered up and said:

"I won't lose to her."

Outside the city of Xianyang, the generals who planned to escort the prince gathered under the black banner, and the elite soldiers lined up the army formation. They will become the prince's exclusive guard until the moment Fusu returns to Xianyang to take the throne.

Hundreds of thousands of the Great Wall Legion guard the northern border. Assuming that there is no obstacle for this army to enter Xianyang, under such extreme conditions, Fusu forced the young man to beat her. Tactics, there is no possibility of victory.

No, there is the only strategy to defeat the girl head-on.

At this time, Yan Ce stood silently by the window, looking out of the city, and the scene like fireflies gathered appeared in his eyes.

The time for farewell has come...

She leaves silently, and when she meets again, it will be a declaration of war. He doesn't know which worldline the girl's dream is from, but it must be full of despair and curse.

It would be a lie to say that he doesn't care about the fleeting dreams from time to time, but it is his responsibility as the prince to correct the mistakes of the "Emperor Sister". He voluntarily accepts the fate of being imprisoned, but Fusu's wish is not to lose.

The conflict of ideas puts each of them in opposition, and when they have no way to prove that they are right, they can only rely on a crude outcome to decide.

However, he is bound to reverse the correction of the world.

"His Majesty."

Under the dim vision, he saw His Majesty's peaceful sleeping face, resting his chin on another table with one hand, his eyes slightly opened.

"Are you asleep..."

If you touch it without authorization, you will definitely wake up.

Yan Ce thought this way, then walked to her side softly and slowly, ready to add a coat to her.

"No, I'm just sleepy." Ying Zheng raised his eyes, blinked his eyes to get rid of the drowsiness, smiled lightly, and the moonlight shone on his black hair, painting a delicate landscape like a scroll. "I thought you would always be puzzled, just because you should ask Mr. Fei to enlighten you."

"The eyes now are like what a prince should have, firm and sharp." Looking sideways at his eyes, she still smiled, "I like this look."

Yan Ce smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you trust me so much."

She looked at Yan Ce in front of her, looked at him for a few seconds with an expression she had never seen before, pushed the letter that had been reviewed, picked up a jug of wine, took a sip, and the smile on her lips grew stronger.

"White clouds gather and disperse, just like a hundred years of life, there are too many troubles, some of which are not worth worrying about."

"..."

Yan Ce was a bit dumbfounded, His Majesty had never cared much about whether he would have psychological problems, such as turning into a horrible creature like the Black Prince, but he could eat people.

Ying Zheng's kneeling legs were slightly stretched out, which was also so numb that it made her a little uncomfortable, especially the slender legs were exposed to the air, with soft and beautiful lines.Looking down, the long, smooth hair hangs down to her knees, and is parted and draped over her back.

"Fusu is my family, and so are you."

While speaking, she pursed her lips.

The smile was shallow, as if a little helpless, but also seemed to be proud of their growth.

"So, your matter is an exception, and I take care of it."

The breeze blew, and the cloud gauze faded away for the cold moon. The moonlight slanted into the summer night's dream, and sprinkled a different kind of color on the snow-white neck.

The emperor had never expressed such blunt words to his family. For a while, he couldn't adapt to this strange experience. There were not many smiles on his face, but there was a gentle and comfortable atmosphere.

"..."

No, it's the taste of heartbeat.

Yan Ce involuntarily covered his heart, as if a brat with a light bulb on his head shot an arrow into his heart in an instant.

"..."

Emperor Shihuang didn't get a response from the young man for a while, raised his head, propped his chin up, and then stared at him with a smile on his face.

"My prince—"

she asked:

"Do you like me?"

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Although it was just an ordinary questioning tone, Yan Ce did not answer immediately. The same person, the same question, the same place... The only difference may be that no one can avoid and cover up some of the most simple life issues at this moment.

It started at a glance and ended with a thousand-year-old scenery wandering in pieces in the deep consciousness of my mind like a ghost, accompanied by countless blends of reality and illusion, I suddenly realized that he came to this world just to reverse something , to destroy the deepest and darkest despair...

After a while, Yan Ce nodded.

Feeling the warm breath close at hand, Yan Ce had no way to say negative words.

Thinking of this, his attention returned to His Majesty again.