Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"If someone can do better than me, why can't you delegate power to capable people. You can't do things that offend others with your personality."

"...Your Highness, you are worthy of being a disciple of a saint."

After careful consideration, Zhao Tuo said with emotion, it turns out that this teacher-student combination has not offended anyone.

Yan Ce said lightly: "General, Your Majesty has entered the customs, follow me to meet you."

Shang Ji shrank her body and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, what about me?"

Yan Ce patted Shang Ji on the shoulder, showing an exceptionally sunny smile: "Just wait for me, I will definitely never forget you, absolutely..."

"..."

Why does that sound like a threat?No, this is a threat, can you please pray that the Lord Lingshi will try to let the prince spare her life?

Think carefully and make bold assumptions.

Mom, I'm so cold...

Shang Ji's face was pale.

Yan Ce ignored Shang Ji's "colorful" expression, and prepared to leave the palace with General Zhao.

Along the way, Yan Ce was in a delicate mood.

It's not that he doesn't want to see His Majesty the First Emperor, it's just that it's too strange. It doesn't make sense logically that Mount Tai hastily enshrined Zen, inspected the implementation of regulations along the road, and decided to return home.

Yan Ce was convinced that the emperor had found something on Mount Tai.

And he knew that she had found...

The new road opened up has just been repaired, solid and smooth.

The mobilized central army was well-trained and quickly formed two lines of honor guards to welcome the arrival of the first emperor.

Yan Ce stood at the front, the more he thought about it, the more strange it became. The emperor seldom hid anything on purpose. She only said that this trip was an east tour, and Yan Ce could only guess. If His Majesty wanted to hide something, he would never tell him. , Now he doesn't even know if what Emperor Shihuang is looking for is the real thing.

"Your Majesty is here..." the deputy commander reminded.

Yan Ce looked up, and the outline of the chariot appeared in the center of his field of vision. A white hand lifted the curtain line, and the pupils that were faintly exposed looked at the boy, and then the curtain was lowered.

Then, the imperial guards guarding the chariot dispersed, and the first emperor got out of the chariot. The moment he saw Yan Ce and Zhao Tuo came to pick her up at the same time, he seemed to have sensed the recent situation of the royal court.

"Not far from the royal court, talk while walking."

She walked over, and the imperial guards on the side took the initiative to disperse the crowd. Countless people wanted to admire the majesty of the emperor, but the first emperor didn't care about this. The assassination happened by accident.

Entering the inner court, Emperor Shihuang slowly let go of his stern aura, and showed a smile: "Another girl was stuffed into the royal court?"

"It's for Qin."

"The last Yu, the previous Yu Ji, and the first Guoshang, there is only one excuse. Whichever one does not become your fiancée becomes the sword in your hand."

The First Emperor teased Yan Ce's embarrassment, his tone was complicated and contained a touch of intimacy, the corners of his eyes slightly bent, and he took Yan Ce's hand.

Familiar warmth, grasping, fingers crossed into the fingers, the moment the palms meet the palms seems to reveal a slight sensory stimulation, gradually, the palms change from tight to normal contact with a distance of loosening, fingertips intertwine Stacked.

With the slowly approaching arm separated by the sleeve, Yan Ce's proactive approach did not make the woman avoid him, but accepted the closer intimacy flatly, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Before I plan to liquidate you, is there anything I want to ask?"

Yan strategically dropped the scary words, and asked, "Your Majesty, why did you come back so early on your east tour?"

"Someone informed me in private that Han Fei was in chaos. As for who said it, I don't need to tell you. Just after the matter was settled, I went back to China directly. Is it because I didn't give you time to prepare?"

Sure enough, His Majesty was perfunctory.

Yan Ce sighed helplessly.

His Majesty the Emperor and Yan Ce chatted and walked, from time and space to the mystery of the galaxy, after ignoring the fashionable value of the topic, Yan Ce keenly felt the subtle changes she had made to herself.

It's like... equal, treat him as a member of the opposite sex.

She stopped and grabbed Yan Ce's hand, as if to show her strong attitude.

Clenched it tightly until the young man looked over with a slightly painful expression, the emperor raised his lips, smiled and let go of his hand a little, without explaining anything throughout the process.

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what happened?

When he noticed His Majesty's subtle movements entering his pupils, Yan Ce's originally calm eyes were stunned.

The initiative to hold hands was enough to surprise him, but Feng Chan's unreasonable closeness after returning home made him even more confused, and intricate thoughts filled his mind.

The fundus of his eyes reflected a gentle and inexplicable color, and the first emperor withdrew his gaze, and his boots stepped on the flat and solid floor, making light noises.

As the sun slanted towards the west, the shadows gradually overlapped.

There is a nostalgic tranquility along the way.

The field of vision passes through the long and narrow corridor and reaches the palace far away in the inner court.

The breeze swayed the treetops, and the cicadas were faintly singing. His Majesty the Emperor was a little nostalgic. I haven't experienced a peaceful time for a long time. Has it been a long time?

The concept of time seemed to be fading in her cognition. As the sun slanted westward, the night gradually deepened, accompanied by a somewhat hazy dream that permeated the quiet night, and the sky was filled with stars.

In the dormitory, soft light enveloped the room.