Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Young Master Ce's maids are all so powerful. This maid is the young lady of the Bai family."

"Shh, he heard it."

"Hey--"

Yan Ce called out in a long and soft voice, raised his hand and knocked on the window twice, preparing to finish the school's homework and design drawings together today, but as a boy, a teenager has his own self-esteem.

Being kicked out to be with Mo Zhong in the corner, and accepting the attention gifts from noble young ladies as animals from time to time has already made him very embarrassed. If he doesn't stop the rumors, maybe tomorrow he will develop into a young master Ce and his personal maid Hua It's the peachy news on Shiqiang.

In order to hide the current embarrassment and suppress unnecessary rumors, he decided to debut and become an idol... What the hell.

Asking the woman in the room to give out the pen "respectfully" to put on a show, at least it shows that he was not thrown out by the "maid", but "invited".

"...Is something wrong?"

The window was not open, and a cold female voice came from inside.

"Maid, have you finished cleaning the house? Help me get a pen." Yan Ce said seriously.

"..."

There was an indescribable silence in the room, as if the other party was shocked by Yan Ce's words.

The meaning of silence can be roughly summarized as: Do you want to die once?The one that can't be saved.

The time of silence seemed extremely long, and during this gap, Miss Ling suddenly raised her eyes and subconsciously looked at the window.She reacted naturally, she knew that Yan Ce would not order her in such a strange tone for no reason.

To be more accurate, it should be: a cricket is Yan Ce, dare to order her?

It's not that she belittled Yan Ce deliberately, but that Yan Ce has always been in a weak position during every tense contact between the two. Therefore, the boy simply asked Miss Lingshi to do something, it would be better to expect the boy able to conceive.

As the number of troublemakers increases, there are more noisy sounds in the quiet corner.

She really still hates Young Master Ce.

Why would the king who is admired by all the people favor the rude boy... If the king hadn't been compulsively protecting the princess, tsk...

"So, enjoy the rare shame for a while." She murmured, her eyes were quite gloomy, and as the disturbing voice spread into the room, Miss Ling made a little association to complete the boy's boring thoughts.

Not intending to pay attention to the young man's small thoughts, she looked through the gap between the two windows, and the originally plain sky was now covered with overcast clouds, with a faint wind blowing, and the air was filled with a slight chill.

The coldness is getting stronger, heralding the coming of an autumn rain, Miss Lingshi is not at all surprised, autumn has always been like this in the Qin Kingdom, but the little Yan Ce who is sitting in the corner with the drunkard seems to be unaware of the change of the weather, which is also true. It's normal, Yan Guo and Qin are separated by thousands of miles, not to mention thousands of miles, and the climate is always different.

The autumn rain is cold, and if it rains again in this weather, Yan Ce, a plate of wine, will not be enough for her to take care of. However, the body of the assassin of Yan Kingdom is similar to that of ordinary people, and his physical strength may not be as good as that of an ordinary man... There is no need for her to fight with a The boy, who is not threatening for the time being, is angry, and it is even less likely that his boring behavior will change his opinion of Yan Ce in the slightest.

If she gets sick again in the rain, the job of taking care of others will still fall on her in the end, and it is impossible for her to send Yan Ce home with a bowl of poison.

Having figured this out, Miss Lingshi got up, picked up a pair of leather boots that didn't match the maid's uniform at all, stretched the boots with two fingers, stretched the insteps and gently inserted them into the boots until they covered the calves. The silk hangs straight from the shoulders to the milky white skin exposed in the gap between the bottom of the maid's uniform and the boots, and the legs, which are fairer than ordinary people, are slightly moistened.

"It is going to rain……"

Listening to the sound of wind passing by outside the window, she judged like this.

Glancing at the bronze mirror, she frowned and put on her tangled and indifferent face again. She faded away the trace of unhappiness, lifted her boots that fit her feet well, put on her umbrella and walked out the door.

I took a detour to the corner by the window and opened my umbrella to block the raindrops.

What came into her vision was the drunk Mo Zhong, and Yan Ce surrounded by girls.

"Student Yan Ce, he is proficient in the art of keeping chickens and rabbits in the same cage, so amazing."

"Slightly understand."

A noble lady with a childlike face and big breasts stretched out her small tongue and licked a circle of dry lips, with an admiration expression on her face that made the man feel comfortable.

"Your Highness Ce, why are your maids disobedient? Is it because His Highness has no prestige? How about I come to be your maid, and you can study the Book of Songs and recite articles during the day, and you can study a little more 'in-depth' at night. "

"If His Royal Highness Ce can make another masterpiece like Shangxie, then I will be even happier."

The noble lady deftly raised her fingers, and whispered into Yan Ce's ear, "—and His Royal Highness Fusu won't know."

Yan Ce was a little confused, how should he politely refuse such a "naive" invitation and maintain his prestige as a man.

And the next moment, a sneering woman suddenly appeared in his pupils. She was holding an umbrella, standing silently in the middle of the intersection, her eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

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Looking at the cold wind and the pattering raindrops, Yan Ce trembled involuntarily, and his eyes naturally fell on the woman behind the noble lady.

"So, Young Master Ce, why don't you change to a maid? Follow the wind into the night, moisten things silently. Your Highness can rest assured that Daqin's security measures are top-notch."

That's great, you don't need to take orders, and you don't need to be responsible. It's the best relationship, isn't it?

After one night, the meeting is a passerby from now on, and we will meet again in the future, but the premise is that we will not be reported.

Young lady, standing behind you is a gold official or a silver official. Hey, the one in the back, your contemptuous eyes are looking at non-recyclable garbage, it's too much!

It's just to explain to a few green tea classmates with ulterior motives to relieve the embarrassment of losing face. If you explain it this way, will there be an illusion that you want to cover it up?

No, does he need to explain to the woman in front of him?No, she never had expectations of him.

Yan Ce showed an awkward yet polite smile, wanting to drag the drunk Uncle Mo to give him more experience in life, it would be best to be able to resist Miss Lingshi's frontal manipulation, but the other party has already fallen into a coma that can be picked up .

The aristocratic ladies hinted over and over again that they were light and soft and easy to overthrow. Most of them extended a symbolic invitation to Yan Ce out of curiosity and ridicule, and only one or two of them were really eager to spend a lifetime with each other. At night, take advantage of the trend to unlock the home run achievement.

The girl who was overwhelmed by Yan Ce's romance at the first meeting even said: Yan Ce is the funniest boy she has ever seen, and he must be much better than the few boys she has experienced on the bed in the past.However, classmate Yan Ce appreciated the honesty of the noble lady and praised her rich life experience, and then he said that he had a toothache.

Although their private lives are frivolous, and they even want to have sex with the prince, but it is undeniable that they are good girls.