Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yan Ce didn't show any shame at all, seeing her expression become more and more colorful was also one of his joys in life.

"Shame is such a useless thing, it's good to throw it away. For survival, this thing is a burden."

"Sheng Yan's words are indeed incisive."

Miss Shangguan no longer had any expectations for Yan Ce, she forcefully pulled back the sheets, "The sheets are getting dirty, let me get down!"

Yan Ce didn't tease this dangerous woman too much, he relaxed a little and returned to a serious posture.

"The ministers wanted to pull me down at first, but now they want to lift me up again. It's a pity that things are impermanent."

The setting sun could be seen in the distance, and the sky was dyed the color of night by fire and clouds. Miss Ling Shi said calmly: "If you go down, who will pay their debts, is it His Majesty, or Mr. Fusu...Since you can surpass Fusu, the Emperor Shihuang will pay you back." Recognized, it doesn't matter who is the emperor anymore."

"What's more, do you think Mr. Fusu can stand up? Your prestige in Xianyang can affect Mr. Fusu's Great Wall Legion, and you can know the fear of you from the nobles of the original Six Kingdoms and the old Qin gentry."

"It's ridiculous that a group of foxes would be afraid of a madman."

Yan Ce asked: "I can't usurp Fusu's position, can I?"

"You can try to see if His Majesty will kill you cruelly."

Miss Lingshi twisted her body and swayed her calf slightly. The pain has been relieved a lot, and she is no longer ready to kick Yan Ce out of bed.

"I've been wondering if there's a way to get the best of both worlds. But it's hard to reach that level with my ability alone."

"Oh, the third prime minister of the Great Qin Dynasty was either sent to the medical building by you or because you were imprisoned. The position of prime minister is now vacant. Rumors say that you are eyeing the prime minister's position so that you can control the royal court to prepare for rebellion. Who would dare to succeed as prime minister? ...You say that your ability is not enough, no one inside or outside the palace will believe it."

"Don't you say that I almost forgot, sir, is it closed? I thought it was released long ago." Yan Ce frowned, "The position of prime minister has been vacant, yet His Majesty still doesn't let him go."

Miss Lingshi sarcastically said: "My suggestion is that you'd better let Mr. Fei spend some time in prison to recuperate, otherwise you will be mad at you sooner or later. A generation of sages will die at the hands of students. It must be an anecdote passed down in history."

Yan Ce closed his eyes, and moved to her lap to pillow: "I'm sleepy. Although I signed a slave contract, it must be in charge of food and shelter. Let's go to sleep."

Miss Lingshi looked disgusted: "Drool is dripping down, disgusting, get out."

The sky is getting darker and darker in the jokes between each other, Yan Ce will not really live together with Shangguan, let alone sleep in the same bed, the main reason is that he doesn't care, and the indifferent woman drives him away Get out of bed.

Naturally, Yan Ce prepared the dinner, and Miss Lingshi had a foot injury and couldn't walk around, so he simply made steamed fish and vegetable soup with the imperial chef, which were relatively bland dishes.

She lowered her eyes, held the spoon and blew on it, smelled the taste with the tip of her nose, and relaxed her slightly frowning brows. It was obvious that Yan Ce had a good grasp of the stomach of this cold beauty. She preferred fish food, but was particularly disgusted with raw food.

"Be careful, your hair will fall into the soup."

Yan Ce held up a strand of long hair that was hanging down.

"understood……"

Put your feet on a small bench under the bed, step on it lightly, turn your head and see the meal prepared by the prince, the woman pursed her lips, and then realized that Yan Ce was still on the side, and immediately restrained herself, but the boy also No tiny arcs were found.

At this time, Shangguan couldn't help but think of the His Majesty in Xianyang Palace whom Yan Ce has always admired.

My heart became a little strange again.

Empty?

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Her thoughts kept churning, but she finally calmed down consciously, and she knew that she could still distinguish between the primary and secondary at this time.

Putting down the soup, he parted the young man's fingers and pulled back the long hair he had lifted up just now.

"My hair is dripping with sweat."

The woman's voice was a bit stiff, and the hot soup was pouring into her belly, causing Miss Shi's forehead to be covered with a little sweat, her hair sticking to her skin, making her look damp, she raised her leg and kicked Yan Ce sideways.

"Let me deal with Shang Ji's matter, and the person who was taken away from me must be brought back to me."

Yan Ce pulled open his neckband to fan the wind: "I know, it won't make your prestige drop. After all, don't you think the bedroom is a little hot?"

Shangguan pushed Yan Ce away, his eyes revealed a faint taste of disgust, "As long as you don't lean over, you will naturally be cooler. I already told you not to squeeze on my bed."

"..."

Yan Ce became more and more unable to understand women's thinking patterns. When he lifted his ankle to apply the medicine, he didn't say he thought it was hot. He was so obedient that he was not used to it. Now he sits on the bedside to rest for a while after work, and feels disgusted when he touches his hair.

Treated like a tool person like this, the boy's self-esteem will cry, and he really wants to cry for you.

"One more thing." Yan Ce handed the letter of allegiance to Miss Lingshi, and said, "Can you tell which adult it is through the handwriting? black hand."

The woman took it over and looked at it, and then said: "Comparing the handwriting is time-consuming, and the ministers are not stupid. The letter may be written by a guest, so you don't have to have too much hope. Compared with the handwriting, it is better to check the ministers. entry registration."

Even though she said so, Miss Ling Shi still folded the silk and put it on the bedside, she raised her head and asked: "Is there anything else?"

Yan Ce didn't realize the subtext contained in it, "What else."

"It's nothing."

Miss Lingshi rested her hand on the window sill, propped her chin, and raised her eyes, as if a cold moon was blooming, and the clear moonlight swayed in the dark pupils.

There were many question marks on Yan Ce's head, and he tried to say, "...good night?"

She squinted her eyes and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Just tell me, I really can't guess." Yan Ce spread his hands and smiled wryly, "It can't be a goodnight kiss before leaving, right?"

"..."

The arc of her eyes was slightly widened, which didn't help Yan Ce's confusion, and the oppressive force was instantly full. The young man had no doubt that if she had enough mobility, he would have been completely chilled.