Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Miss Ling Shi gave him a blank look, "Do you think I will resent the general, I just don't have time to waste on unrelated people. Why don't you think of other solutions, all the nobles in Xianyang now think that Wang Jian is on your side, Although the reputation is damaged, it is not necessarily a bad thing."

She withdrew her gaze, put away the Call for Yan Calligraphy, walked out of the room and handed it over to the female officials for handwriting comparison, and she might be able to find clues through the comparison through writing habits.

"Don't report to His Majesty in advance? If His Majesty blames again——"

Yan Ce and the woman looked at each other, and then took the initiative to look away, but Miss Lingshi didn't say any more.

The temperature in the sweltering warm pavilion did not drop with the sun's setting, and the already small bedroom seemed even more uncomfortable. Yan Ce lowered his eyes, and the messy thoughts that flashed in his mind made him vaguely feel a strange sense of guilt. A sensual creature, the juvenile's mind is too active compared to ordinary people.

Long-term contact will inevitably lead to physical friction, although not all of them, but the difference is not much, but in terms of body size, it is about equal to two Fusu holding hands, and many intimate things have been forced to try, the young man It is becoming more and more difficult to measure the relationship between friends, maybe friends are more important?

"What should we do next, prince? This call for action is obviously premeditated,"

Yan Ce saw her reddish face due to the sweltering heat, as if the snow mountain had melted, and there was a trace of air-conditioning, but she seemed to be used to his presence.

"There is no need to hide, have you heard a word?"

Opening the closet, throwing the light summer dress to Yan Ce, she asked, "What."

"A reckless man conquers everything."

"..."

Miss Lingshi paused for a moment, looking at Yan Ce as if she was looking at a fool, she looked back and silently stuffed all the folded clothes into the deepest part of the closet.

"Fool."

……

Prison chess room upstairs.

According to previous situations, Xiang Yan found a reason to let Xiang Liang's women's clothing attract the attention of the jailer and warden, and he came to the quiet room alone.

After coughing twice, the old man asked, "Are you there?"

"Enter."

An ethereal voice came from the door, and the old man pushed the door open and entered. Even a ray of sunlight could not be found in the completely closed room. A figure in a cloak sat in front of a table with a few volumes of idle books on it.

She opened her mouth and said: "If you want to compete with Qin, destroying Yan, uniting Chu and suppressing Qin is indispensable. Qin's three major armies each defend one side, Shi Huangdi guards Xianyang, the world dare not move, Fusu is stationed in the north, Yan Ce controls the center, and the only one in control The Lingnan Army outside the country was taken over by Wang Ben, and Wang Ben's father, Wang Jian, had connections with Yan Ce, so his priority was to destroy Yan."

Xiang Yan asked: "What is your purpose—"

She put away the letter and said firmly, "Save Han."

Xiang Yan asked again: "What if Qin is destroyed..."

"Work hard and live until the day when Emperor Shihuang's life comes to an end."

She said.

"Or assassinate the first emperor and return the world to chaos. But at the moment, Xianyang City is guarded by the prince. Needless to say, it is difficult for me to do this. He himself is the top assassin in all countries."

"Then wait, the old man can still afford to wait."

The scene of "Xiao Yu is willing to save Da Chu to study hard in the research institute" vaguely appeared in Xiang Yan's mind, and the pressure in her heart was reduced by one or two points.

On the side, the child hiding in the cloak used the tortoise shell to make a number of divinations.

No matter what kind of hexagram appears——

Great evil.

She frowned and said: "It's just that the prince who is considered exhaustive will reveal such a flaw. I have never guessed his intention from the beginning to the end."

"From the day I entered the Qin Dynasty, I have been paying attention to Yan Ce's every move. The seemingly absurd and uninhibited behavior, in fact, has been step by step, gaining the trust of the first emperor step by step, and now even squeezed out the prince Fusu. What will he do next? what?"

She shook her head and said softly: "The statement has been issued. The moment the prince starts to explain is the moment when the public opinion will crush him to death. People's words are terrible, and the most hurtful thing is always misunderstanding."

"..."

Xiang Yan thought of Yan Ce's despicableness, and the last bit of guilt disappeared.

"I asked for sick leave from the professor of the research institute, and now I have to go back to report." The child under the cloak reached out to the old man, "Where is my medical record?"

"Give."

She kept it carefully, like a mature adult, and warned: "Don't have any contact with my father and the others recently, or they will be discovered."

After taking off her cloak, her expressionless little round face was bathed in the shattered shadow of the setting sun. She rushed back to the institute and forced a smile to participate in evening self-study with candidates from all over the world.

Schools have merged into their own small groups in twos and threes, and she is no exception. With her excellent cuteness, she has integrated into an anti-"anti-Yan" alliance formed around Zhao Ke, the daughter of the deputy commander-in-chief, and other eldest daughters of nobles.

What's weird is that the lively small group used to be, but now it seems that all the members are dignified.

Zhao Ke saw the girl who "just came back from the medical building" and quietly took her hand.

She whispered: "Ovary. The prince is Yan...His Royal Highness Ying Ce, everyone said that he went to my house to propose marriage today."

From wooing to wives' special attack, to marriage proposal, which version of the rumor is this?

Proposing to Quan Xianyang, this is unprecedented presumptuousness.Such a prodigal son's behavior can definitely maximize hatred, and the transformation between love and hatred is only in an instant.

The girl tilted her head pretending to be cute, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yu Ji and Xiao Yu, who were the least gregarious, focusing their eyes on this side, and slightly curved her lips.

She continued, "So?"

Zhao Ke hesitated: "So... so..."