Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The corners of Fusu's mouth turned up slightly, and then he realized that there was a faintly smiling teacher in the dormitory, with a restrained smile and a straight face, turning his head away, holding a letter to cover the lower part of his face and the beautiful bright red cheeks.

With a sullen face, Fusu said in a low voice, "...he won't come, how do you know that I won't forgive him?"

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Looking at the dishonest little classmate Fusu, Han Fei felt tired, and handed the gift of coming-of-age ceremony to the girl's hand, and the corners of his lips curled up helplessly.

"Yeah, he's avoiding you now, and there's nothing he can do to forgive you. Is that what you mean?"

The picked-up letter began to move up and silently covered his eyes, and at the same time covered Han Fei's half-smiling sight.

"..."

Fusu didn't answer. After a long silence, she adjusted her mentality, rolled up the bamboo slips and put them in a corner of the desk, and slowly dealt with the tedious government affairs moved from the Qin Palace. Facing Han Fei's question, she seemed a little confused.

"Sir, get out of class is about to end, I want to go to rest after finishing." Fu Su took up writing again, shifting his attention to work for the time being.

"Well, take your time, don't rush."

For the crown prince who has never been involved in politics, even the simplest letter needs to be treated with caution. If Fusu acted recklessly, nothing would go wrong, not to mention Mr. Fei, who is highly respected by Ying Zheng, was on the sidelines to give advice.

If something went wrong, Han Fei would be responsible anyway.

So, being the teacher of the crown prince's girl is exhausting and thankless...

The work was carried out in an orderly manner. As time went by, the temperature in the dormitory gradually increased. Even Fusu, who was always gentle with her surroundings, seemed irritable at the moment.

Occasionally, there will be indescribable evil thoughts, such as letting princes and nobles who are too busy to worry about trivial matters to experience a wave of people's livelihood hardships, or letting conservatives who have nothing to do and secretly advise to replace the prince are dispatched to the army.

Fusu wore a thin plain white singlet, and a light and neat long skirt. The long skirt was simply rolled up and folded several times to form a three-point skirt. The sweat from the forehead slid across the skin, passed through the snow-white neck, and flowed all the way to the collarbone Only then slowly soaked into the coat.

The girl loosened her coat a little, and the damp coat stuck to her skin, showing off the girl's good curves. Although it is not as plump and straight as a certain king's, it can still be called above the normal scale. At this moment, the wet clothes look a little transparent , there is a touch of flesh color in the plain white tone.

The servants saw Mr. Fusu frowned suddenly, and bit his lips suddenly, there was a bit of color/atmosphere in the purity, and there was a setting that the higher the temperature, the higher the value of color/atmosphere.The group of servants transferred to the side of His Royal Highness Fusu involuntarily slowed down the pace of carrying the bamboo slips back and forth, and took a second look.

Gradually, only the "tick" sound of copper leaks and the busy movement of servants remained in the Wangting Academy. A few strands of hot wind blew through the courtyard, and the leaves made a "rustling" sound accompanied by noisy cicadas.

It's already time for get out of class to end, or even a little bit more.

"...Still not here."

Fusu picked up the carving knife to scrape off the wrong note, and glanced out the window.

That's right, just waiting.

Waiting for the boy to come and talk to her face to face, instead of choosing the most effective evasion strategy, can never let a girl seek him out in person.

Such a gentle girl like her can't take a sword to cut Yan Ce, let alone she doesn't even have the strength to swing a sword.

The heart that was slightly moved by the gift gradually sank, and then accidentally carved an obvious knife mark on a letter written admonishing Yan Ce's conspiracy theory with excessive force.

The knife mark happened to be stuck between "Yan" and "Ce", and it was almost about to be severed.

"Sir, I don't think he will come today. I'm going to go back and rest after I'm done."

Fusu memorized the name of the admonisher with a blank face, put the admonition aside, and looked up at Han Fei who was checking whether she had made any mistakes.

Han Fei looked at Mr. Fusu who had become angry again, shook his head and sighed.

next moment.

There was a knock on the door outside the closed courtyard.

Immediately, the young female servant who was in charge of guarding the gate of the courtyard under the shade of the tree walked into the school, bowed to salute, her cute face seemed to have not helped Su Da, and reported seriously: "It is His Royal Highness, Young Master Ce."

"He... is someone who never knocks on the door." Han Fei took a sip, put down his teacup, and said meaningfully, "I have never seen him follow etiquette like this before, like Mr., or the king's wife." If you say you want to break through, just break through, without any scruples."

"And Master, it's the first time I saw him knock on the door honestly instead of kicking the door before entering the dormitory."

"...Oh." The look of anticipation in Fusu's eyes flashed away, and he said in a muffled voice, "Ce, maybe he paid special attention to this after being reprimanded by the king. What does it have to do with me?"

"It's the king's words, if he doesn't speak harshly, when will he listen? When you see him bowing his head to people other than the king, he only respects the master because of the kindness of the master's teaching. The courtesy of the king and his ministers, the king I have warned him more than once, you can see that he has listened?"

There was a hint of a smile in Han Fei's eyes, and he said softly: "Besides, the master is simply stating the facts, lamenting the change of Gongzi Ce, and saying that it has something to do with who and who has nothing to do with it, so I didn't say a word, master."

"Master, you... bully the students."

Fusu paused for two seconds, turned his head away, the blush on his face gradually deepened, and his bare legs rubbed together uneasily.

The cute female servant walked into the school again and bent down towards Fusu, asking nervously: "Your Highness, Young Master Ce, is still outside the courtyard, and he doesn't intend to come in unless he is allowed."

"Ah……"

Even though Fusu tried his best to control it, the corner of his mouth still couldn't stop raising a subtle arc, pretending to be indifferent: "Go out and say, don't let them in, if you dare to stay in the dormitory, you will be driven away later."

"promise."

The servant who had been directly under Shang Ji for a while nodded seriously, and exited the school to carry out the order.

I want to punish him for a while. It’s not good to be in the sun for a while in this weather. I’ll drive him away later. If you wait a little longer, go pick him up directly. I really don’t know who it is that feels distressed and guilty. .

Young is so good.

Young people are energetic.

Han Fei smiled and said nothing.

Fusu took a deep breath, calmed down his beating heart, stood up and stretched his sore legs.