Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"To Jane."

This line of title was written in beautiful fonts, staring at the figure of the masked boy, she wanted a blue fat man and a time machine, and then went back to the past and strangled herself who was still worrying about it a moment ago.

This day and night.

The boys and girls who thought they had escaped the sanctions of the Great Demon King Yan once again remembered the fear of being dominated. All the nobles looked at this young man with surprise in their eyes.

"Sir, is this poem really yours?"

Teenager is too young...

Untimely doubts sounded, accompanied by countless doubts, could there really be such a long distance between the same age.

Yan Ce stroked the pattern on the cup wall, "No, Duan Ge Xing was written by a poet surnamed Cao."

For a moment, the boulder weighing on their hearts seemed to be lightened, and a heartfelt comfort calmed the jealous and envious mood. Hearing the confession of this masked boy, Gongsun and the others gradually began to mend their fragile hearts.

"Excuse me, which country is this poet from?"

Gongsun bowed deeply and asked.

Yan Ce put down his wine glass and said, "I don't know."

"...How can I find this poet..."

"How old are you today?"

Yan Ce's inexplicable rhetorical question puzzled the nobles who were scrambling to inquire.

"Seventeen."

The young man nodded earnestly, "Very well, you should take good care of your health and try to live another five hundred years."

"..."

Don't you just want to entertain your family anymore, do you need to grow another shell to live in the sun to keep still for five hundred years!

This "I'm seriously lying" attitude made the ignited resentment impossible to write for a while.

Gongsun raised his wine glass, "Can't write poems, brother Mengde...? Brother Mengde, that means you can't write poems. We don't need to read books anymore. Today I would like to get drunk with you."

As soon as the voice fell, a glass of wine poured into his belly.

Very good, although there were some twists and turns, he successfully penetrated into the interior, kidnapped the accompanying attendants, and could beat three or two big cats and kittens.

Yan Ce nodded, toasted every nobleman who had a crush on him, toasted all the way to the door without knowing it, and locked it.

Here, toast to exchange the beauty of youth, either join the Rebel Alliance, or Brother Yan will teach you calculus tonight.

At this moment, Yu Ji held the book tightly with both hands, looked up at him, "Why? You were driven out of the royal court like you were abandoned, why don't you give up?"

"Give up, it's not that I haven't thought about it." Yan Ce said: "Then what I did before is nothing."

Yu Ji said lightly: "You can start over, start over."

The long silence seemed to be frozen in this moment.

"I once thought about giving up, but never regretted it." Yan Ce murmured softly, "Whether it's Fusu or His Majesty, no matter what the ending is, I will try my best to change it, like tonight, like this You said you wanted to hear me recite the Psalms."

Concubine Yu didn't understand: "Just like now, even the face has to be covered."

"Even the voice has to change."

"You can't even expose your identity to the sun?"

The girl's voice suddenly rose by one or two points, as if full of incomprehension of his paranoid idealized brain circuit.

Yu Ji raised her small face, and her calm eyes revealed a somewhat unbelievable meaning. For the first time, she hoped that Yan Ce could stay away from the empire. As she stared at the process, she found that the boy's obsession was much higher than she imagined. .

Similar to a high-ranking leader, but his temperament is as distant as that of a noble royal family.

"Yu Ji, do you think I can do it?"

Yan Ce bent down with a smile, and said this to the shorter Poppy.

It's a head-up look full of respect.

"... Mr. Fusu, she has changed."

Yu Ji took two steps back, tightly pinched the page of the book, and lowered her eyes.

"I can do it."

Yan Ce took off his mask and smiled slightly.

"Absolutely...impossible." Yu Ji gritted her teeth, her eyes showing a bit of sadness, "You will become a victim."

Yan Ce's smile became more intense, "If I don't give it a try, many people in the research institute will be laid off, and if the number of laid-offs increases, there will be vacancies in the security of Xianyang City... Therefore, we must oppose the current crown prince."

Looking back at the little nobleman who had just ordered his servants to go home to report tonight, his lips trembled slightly, staring at that familiar face with fear.

The wine glass fell to the ground and rolled aside.

The precious wine was mixed into the carpet, shimmering under the moonlight, and the long wind blew the hair around the boy's ears.

As a big villain, Yan Ce propped his chin up, showing a villainous smile, with the corners of his lips curled up, looking down at the frightened faces of the younger generation.

Be afraid!You are surrounded by me alone.